I’ve got what the old time cowboys and Mr. Lincoln called “the slows” today. I’m not sick, I’m not depressed and I’m not buried under 5 feet of snow–I’m just locked in low-gear for some reason. And that’s okay.
I’ll write–but slowly.
Life just gets a little too frenzied sometimes, with all that goes on out here in the country. Errands to run. Animals in need of attention. Roads to be plowed. Etc., etc., etc.
Today, Buck will have another accupuncture treatment for his joints. He seems to be responding well to this. Sadie gets a second treatment tomorrow, as… Read More »