Sorry for my ramblings this evening, but I just got in from collecting eggs out in the hen house and throwing hay to the equine gang. It's gently snowing...the wet , heavy kind that I hate to shovel. It was right before dusk as I was making my way to the house, and I spooked a couple pheasants from what was left of the corn patch this summer...probably picking up some of the kernels that were scattered earlier.
There's a big pot of homemade vegetable beef soup simmering on the old gas range and some Parmesan bread ready to go under the broiler. Miss Judy is upstairs reading and I'm downstairs with the two dogs. They were outside with me, got snowed on, and are now steaming themselves in front of the fire.
During times like this, I tend to think that even with all the gunk going on in the world, and even in our own country, I can't help but think that life is really pretty good.
Oh, don't get me wrong. We all have troubles. No mistake about it. Whether its financial difficulties, health issues, employment...you name it, those things are just a part of life. But when push comes to shove, things aren't too bad.
As we celebrate this time of year, I find that I'm grateful for what may seem to others as "little things." A bowl of homemade soup. A couple of old dogs lying by the fire emitting an odor reminiscent of wet wool blankets. Family. And of course friends, a few of which I have come to know through this forum.
Thanks for putting up with me. It's always good logging onto the Forum and seeing what's going on in your lives. May you have a wonderful Christmas, joyous New Year, and an overall good holiday season.
