Grey Kitty is home safe and sound. Thanks for the well-wishes. And thanks for reminding my why I love the blogging community. Where else can you find people from all over, whom you have never met, care about your cat’s leg?
After a shave and surgery, he is now pinned and stitched and ready to heal and get back on the saddle of feline shenanigans.
To watch him is to understand how one should live life, trusting in your loves to be considerate of your tender areas and accepting affection in all it’s good forms.
Today someone discovered this blog by searching “how to live a simple country life.” I am not sure if I helped this person or not, but it’s nice to know they have a place to learn about it if they choose to stay a while. I hope they did choose to.
muddy entry way,
Where was I?
Oh yes, I hoped to tell you about the simple life, the second part.
The good, like the prairie skies,
the fresh glittering of nearly unblemished snow,
the baby calves in spring gaining strength after a rude entrance,
the anticipation of garden planning and seeing the fruits of one’s labor appear,
the way a pickup sounds pulling down the driveway after a long day’s work, anticipation peeking through the curtains,
or how dreams whispered in bed seem as attainable as touching the horizon at sunset…
Yes, this is a glimpse of the good of country life, no “how to” answers, just glimpses.
An answer in short, covering anything:
Hold tight to your dreams. If you truly want it, your fingernails will bleed from hanging on…
or bleed from the soil you labor over. Either way, it’s worth it.