Do you read between the lines? I like to live in those mysterious spaces or voids those between the lines. The places where creative play spaces make anything possible. It is always sunny and always storming. It is the place where real genius is possible and all nonsense erased. It is where there is no norm. It is the place of enriching the soul. You can dance freely and sing as loud as you want. It is the space we all yearn for after living life on the line.
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After a day of being in the barn all day, the horses literally charged out of their stalls. Manny, our huge 17 hand Thoroughbred charged directly into a massive snow drift and fell. Puff, went the snow, all around him, like a powder puff. He couldn't believe what befell him, he shook his head, snorted and struggled to his feet. He shook several more times and joined his heard. In his wake, he left a beautiful snow angel where he fell in the drift!

Today, having ventured in to town, the roads are still just passable. I was not confident in my car's ability to stop at a lot of lights and stop signs. The local salons reported in the newspaper that they have had record appointment bookings, seems people need pampering. My dear friend just called and asked for help digging her SUV out of her driveway. No one is answering her calls for help and she has four children, who need pick up and delivery. She got a call from maybe a snow plower...he will be there in a half hour.

We kept all the horses in today because the wind on this hill property is a killer. They were fed and watered in a.m. and this afternoon I went down and piled down the hay and gave them warm water.It was really wicked walking back to the house, I feel like I have a sunburn.

My daughter turned 17 yesterday and we decided that she was a "sweet sixteen" and a "sexy seventeen". She was more than pleased with this assessment. They grow up so quickly. I just had to pick a baby picture out for my 18-year-old son for the graduation day book they are publishing. I don't know if I want to even go there.

I don't want to sound all melancholy (don't you just love that word, to me it evokes melon and choly, whatever that is, but it sounds like it will go great with the melon; like melon and prosciuto) I am trying to defrost my toes and am enjoying a warm cup of flavored green tea, though I am sure brandy or port would do better, oh well.

Well, the snow continues to blow, the horses remain in, the people of this fine town continue to dig out and the lake effect snow keeps coming down (I don't know why they have to keep elaborating that this snow is any different then any other snow). I think they should report the blowing snow storms, this is why all the horses are not out.

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Today I actually experienced this phenomenon several times. I was working in my barn and would pop out to observe what the horses were up to and then back to the barn. Every time I came back in it took a couple of minutes to get my sight back.

We have an amazing amount of snow accumulation...well over 2 feet in a couple of weeks now of bad weather. We have been worried to let the horses out because they do not go to their waterer, maybe because of the snow drifts. So, we let them out for an hour or so and I rush out and muck so they can get back in quickly. Water is an important part of their healthy maintenance and especially warm water. We have surmised that they are eating snow and noticed they also eat less hay and instead, opt a backward stance to the wind. All of them standing motionless in a neat little clump, almost asleep, but not. My favorite part of the day is when they are all inside chomping happily
on their hay and drinking their warm water.
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Freedom to do as we please, when we please, within the confines of the law. Somehow "confines" and "freedom" clash. Our great Forefathers of this country, all brilliant minds, put together the most adequate example of how to run a democracy when they put to paper the Constitution of the United States of America. Don't you just love that word, "United", it always makes me feel a bucolic sense, that we, as a people are not alone. Right now I do not feel this way in our nation. I feel a lack of these freedoms we were granted. I feel decisions concerning this nation are being made in an Un-United way.

What do you think about this feeling? We need more brilliant citizens to come forward and help this ailing nation. Politics sucks but we've got to overcome and persevere in order to become the great nation we were meant to be.

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