One of my writing groups wanted members to write about their day and that got me to thinking. There’s no such thing as a “typical” day here at Thistle Cove Farm and today was no exception. The writer’s group wants posts limited to 250 words so that meant a LOT of stuff was left out of my “daily diary”.
*fed dogs/cats, listened to XM preachers
*fought w/my 94 year old MIL to dress, wash hands
*made ham biscuits, coffee for humans
*barn chores – fed horses, sheep, barn cats, checked water & fence lines
*set out minerals/salt
*got out tractor, went to hay lot, retrieved & set out a round bale for stallion
*came back to house, checked on humans, started yeast bread and soup
*checked e-mail, tended to farm & public relations business
*baked bread, shortbread, finished soup; prepared lunch for humans
*took neighbors some bread, shortbread, soup
*worked in studio – art projects completed, ready to be mailed; used
laptop to write a devotional
*started snowing so checked on horses/sheep
*at house, started supper for humans, dogs & cats; made cookies for Dave
*Abbie, the Jack Russell, got into a skunk fight so bathed her, several times *re-thought my devotional along lines of dog, skunk, sin, washing, etc.
*back to fixing supper then got phone call, acquaintance killed himself
(financial/health problems – please pray for the family)
*fought w/MIL to wash hands for supper; everyone ate…finally.
*called a friend to start a prayer chain, find out in the past few days there
have been six suicides in Tazewell
*put phone on no-ring /if it’s that bad, the state police will come to my door – ask me how I know/ took some aspirin and headed to bed
*gave the day to God, it’s been too much for me, again