I have started a new venture, so to speak. It is difficult to describe exactly what I am doing. In a sense, I am being a companion. In another sense, I am recording and writing a family’s history. I am also trying to be another set of eyes for the family, to be sure all is going well. The fun part is listening to the stories. What a blessing for me.
Poppin, my new canine roomy, has decided that two humans should mean two breakfasts, twice the treats, and most important, double the number of belly rubs. So far, I am being very well behaved about not feeding her, but I have succumbed to the belly rubs. My granddaughter adores her too, so all is well.
I’m headed out of town once again. Seems like I don’t get to sit still very long, but I don’t suppose sitting still would be much fun. Things need to be winterized at the farm, a piece of furniture needs shuffled, pastures need to be inspected, and friends need some visiting.
I am working on the new baby’s album, but I lost my creativity. It must have snuck out the door recently, or maybe I accidentally mailed it to Virginia with the quilt. I hope it returns soon, or I will be taking a big mess with me when I go visit. That would not be good. There is also the fact that my get up and go, got up and went. When it goes missing, things slow down to granny low gear. Fortunately, it always comes back.
and so it goes….