Yesterday I barely remember and today started at four am. I’ve been busy getting back to the outside work I didn’t do while it was raining. Thursday is trash day, we were out of bread and yogurt so I made both after breakfast, did some cleaning in the barn, fed the pigs, made roasted kale for lunch, spent a couple of hours in the studio, and pushed the lawn mower a bit before the girls got home. The butcher called too. By the late afternoon the boxes of pork had all been delivered. Then the girls and I left for our Lego League meeting. We pulled back in our driveway at about eight thirty and found the sheep out, running loose in the yard and through the car barn. The girls were sent in to get ready for bed and Billy came out with a flashlight to help with the sheep. It is much easier with two people.

All done now.

The coyotes are out tonight too. I hear them down in the woods all yapping at once. I was thinking of them as I walked through the darkness looking for stray sheep but they were quiet then.

No photos today. You know what pigs look like, lying in the sun under a blue October  sky, don’t you? That would have been my photo. Or, a photo of my cat giving me a lazy look before she fell back asleep on my side of the bed. Maybe she is still there keeping a warm spot for me.

4 thoughts on “yesterday and today

  1. Anna,
    I know that grass is always greener on the other side. But really, I think your grass is truly greener! I’m sure I’d be rolling my eyes if I were you, but just enjoy the fact that someone thinks your daily schedule sounds pretty cool.

    Anna > Yesterday I barely remember and today started at four am.
    Heather > I always say I’m going to get up earlier, because I’m always happier when I do. But yet my schedule stubbornly retreats back to 11:30 bed, 7 a.m. rise. 4 a.m. sounds like a dream.

    Anna > I’ve been busy getting back to the outside work I didn’t do while it was raining.
    Heather > I’m longing to do work that doesn’t involve my carpal tunnel keyboard!

    Anna > Thursday is trash day, we were out of bread and yogurt so I made both after breakfast,
    Heather > Hello?! Bread AND yogurt! A total aspiration.

    Anna > did some cleaning in the barn, fed the pigs, made roasted kale for lunch, spent a couple of hours in the studio, and pushed the lawn mower a bit before the girls got home.
    Heather > Wish I were doing every single one of these 5 things.

    Anna > The butcher called too. By the late afternoon the boxes of pork had all been delivered.
    Heather > No comment even necessary. Sounds awesome.

    Anna > Then the girls and I left for our Lego League meeting.
    Heather > Don’t know too much about this one, but who doesn’t like legos?

    Anna > We pulled back in our driveway at about eight thirty and found the sheep out, running loose in the yard and through the car barn. The girls were sent in to get ready for bed and Billy came out with a flashlight to help with the sheep. It is much easier with two people.
    Heather > Would that I had some sheep to look for with a flashlight and corral into a pen.

    Sigh.
    Heather

  2. Dear Heather, it is only fair if you tell me how you fill your 24 hours so I can be jealous.
    And for the record I did try eye rolling once (ok, maybe more than once). The first time I was in nursery school, age four, and I was getting yelled at about something and I remember thinking, “This is when I’m supposed to roll my eyes and I have no idea what that means but I’ll try looking around in a circle.” And sure enough the “teacher” said to the other “teacher,” Did you see that girl roll her eyes at me!?” I was psyched that I had gotten it right.

  3. The life I would love to slip into for a while is mary ann’s. Books, art, good food and long walks in foggy San Fransisco…I often think when I read her blog that she has perfected the art of living.

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