I've been dreaming of Cherokee Park a lot lately, and I'm not sure why. I do miss it terribly, and the other night as I was falling asleep I had this flashback out of the blue of a Sunday morning gathering the herd off Goat Mountain. It is one of my more treasured memories with my beloved pony. The dust from the brushing still hovers about the lean-to barn as I heave Hurcules, my saddle, down the stairs and towards my horse. He eyeballs me- not nervously, but knowing what ...
Today is the day we celebrate Christmas here on the ice. Tonight all homes will have a nice dinner and open all the presents from under the tree. tomorrow is more like leftover or Christmas parties day and also the day after tomorrow. it's ten in the morning and it's completely dark outside, I only have the light from my computer screen and a bunch of candles. drinking my morning coffee and planning on finishing 'Much ado about nothing' before I have to go to work tonight. The other ...
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