About 4:30 this morning, I heard Oscar wiggling around in his crate. He will usually go back to sleep for an hour or so if I ignore him but the minute Rita hears him, she thinks he’s awake. She must think it’s time to eat so she starts barking. I figured I could slip out of bed, take Rita out, then feed her, then take Oscar out and feed him and get both of them calm again before they woke Vince or Addie.
I’m a night owl and have the hardest time going to bed at a decent hour but I love mornings so that usually means late nights and early mornings and sometimes an afternoon nap. I may have to drive Addie home this evening so I should have slept more and considered going back to bed after the dogs were snoozing but Mighty Acorn was calling my name.
This morning outside just as daylight was breaking through the darkness, I was wishing for a place in the country with a porch where I could sit . . without hearing cars going by, without hearing dogs barking far and near. The smart thing to do is get those thoughts out of my head . . quickly! We’re probably much better off closer to town and with the cost of land, it’s money we should not be spending.
I could hear turkeys off in the distance and I thought . . they’re not concerned about the economy, about crime, about being too old to move out in the country. I’m assuming they just take each day as it comes. At least they have enough sense to go to bed at a decent hour and wake up early and enjoy the morning . . which seems to mean turkeys are smarter than I am! 🙂
This morning we’re having Carrot Cake Oatmeal. Addie said she would try it and if she doesn’t like it, she’ll have a bagel with cream cheese. I’m going to cross stitch til time to start cooking breakfast . . thus proving I am smarter than a turkey, right?
Nelle Coursey says
We went out to the farm today. First time I have been in a while. Our photo group’s theme for this month is childhood memories. I wanted to take a picture of the car I learned to drive in. It is an old Chevrolet and was in a fire a couple of years ago. But the body/frame is still there and still good shape. They don’t make them like they used to!! Anyway, we went up to my brother’s house and sat under the tree in the back yard. The wind was blowing, and it was so nice being out there. The wind kept the bugs away and also made a very pleasant breeze. I miss this about the country, but I don’t miss all the work that goes into having a farm! I let my brother work the farm and keep his cows there. His son lives in the house, and I think this is a fair trade off for him to pay the taxes. Half of 67 acres is not a lot, but is more than some people have.
Pamela says
I miss living on a farm in the country, but I know I couldn’t keep up with all the work anymore. It is enough to take care of half an acre in the suburbs. I am even thinking of eliminating some of the work here by taking out my flower beds. We are thankful that our property borders a large field that belongs to a nearby farm. That is as country as we will get at our ages.
judy.blog@gmail.com says
Same for us but we do miss the country, I’m sure having the farmland around you makes it feel more like country living. We have farmland across from us but not behind us. Can’t have everything I suppose.