and Ki-Anne jump wide.
Lizzy assesses the situation and find a reasonable crossing and daintily tip-toes through the shallowest water she can find.
It remains a quiet Thursday At The Farm. I have a leak on the screen porch to repair, chimney flashing to caulk, branches to pile and washes to fill but today this moment I enjoy the abundance of water hoping it stays with us through the growing times when it's needed the most.
My crock pot croaked today while I cooked deer stew. I finished a Greg Iles thriller. This guy's mind and talent amaze me. As I ramble I begin to understand retirement. It is the time you can test the water, smell the roses, read the thrillers while helping family when you are needed.
I write down appointments for doctors on calendars for Hubby and Marcy and dental for Andrew and ignore my teeth and eyes. The right time will come when I can do that. Now is the time to help others who would do the same for me. Between the appointments and obligations I draw my strength from the land around me.
...and write really boring posts to share with you.