Today I am officially a 27 year-old gal. Please tell me time starts to slow down from here! I would like to believe that, but my parents just called, sniffling at how much their 27 year-old baby has grown. Oh, how the time flew by! they say.
Last night I said goodbye to the 26th version of myself, while celebrating at a friend’s surprise party no less, and today welcomed the new year in style (style being completely subjective, you’ll find).
Our farm dog Velvet was the first to say “Happy Birthday.”
It never fails that with each morning comes a whole lotta cattle “chips” on the front steps. She’s great, really.
The men are outside, sorting cattle in this South Dakota weather. After finishing up a phone conversation with my sister, where we talked mostly about our dogs, I stared out the window at the guys, thinking it sure looked cold to be working out in that mess.
I knew it was cold. I could see it with my own two eyes. Not only is South Dakota mother nature cold, she has a might snappy wind, too. But her appearance is like a charming temptress, and I couldn’t help resist grabbing my camera to capture this beautiful day.
I trudged over to the calves, who were by this time huddled together to weather the storm, with my nose already sniffling and fingers burning with cold.
I made footprint circles around the garden, intriguing the cuddled cattle around me.
I shouted out for attention, “Hello, calvies! It is I, your favorite human friend! I have returned, and it is my birthday!”
Oh great, it’s her again.
Oh, stay positive Martha. At least she didn’t bring those yappy little monsters with her this time.
Very good point, Delores, and it is her birthday. I guess we could say our acknowledgments …
Sigh … alright, let’s make this quick. I have yoga at 4.
Hi. Happy Birthday. Hope it’s been great so far. It’s … nice to see you.
What’s that? Um, yes, of course we mean that. Why wouldn’t we?
Oh geez, look at the time. Well, we really should be going …
Group picture first!
Well, that didn’t go the way I’d planned. Darn blizzard. There’s always next year … 28.
It is cold here. Hope you’re warm, healthy and happy this coming New Year!