August 19, 2011
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How to Type with a Cat on your Lap
We have been in Montana for 8 months now and my life that was once scrambled is falling into place piece by piece. This is such a small community that we live in. The spaces are truly wide open and the sky is magnificent to contemplate. I don't have the tension around me nor in me and I am free to just breathe. I enjoy watching the horses behind our house. There are two ponies and they stick very close to their mothers. What a joy to watch their ears perk and have them trot after something that has caught their interests. There is always a bird or two sitting on the fence out back. It is just amazing to be able to be so close to them. The mosquitos were terrible this summer but they made great meals for the flycatchers. Then along came the grasshoppers that are enjoing my Irises and the grackles are enjoying them. My favorite site this year was waking up to see a neighbor's cow in my front yard rubbing up against one of our trees. We didn't get an air conditioner this year and yet we made it through the summer. I think we will get a small window air conditioner for the bedroom for next summer, though. The nights are beginning to be a steady 55 degrees which makes the beginning part of the day nice and brisk. It warms up after lunch until about supper time and then begins the cool down again. Not so bad. We tried growing tomatoes but OT mowed them down accidentally. Just as well, it was difficult fighting the mosquitos. And by now the grasshoppers would have eaten all the greenery. Must be why there aren't alot of vegetable gardens here. I have to admit I am looking forward to what the fall brings. The mountains and hills have a different look each season. Think I will be ready for winter this year. We certainly survived last year and we didn't know anything. I am stocking in mystery books to read once the weather turns cooler. It is hard to concerntrate when it is hot. I am planning to get back into studying my tarot. I feel a bit lost with out some kind of spiritual direction. I do not like to be directed but I love having myself challenged. Mocha has decided to give me room to finish typing and I have run out of things to say. Will be back another time. Aho!
