Well, sunny and hot; just a gentle breeze, this mornin. Quite a squally afternoon, yesterday and we really did get a shower; nothin' ta fill the ponds, but, maybe fifteen minutes, a fair shower!
Otherwise, sizin' up the yard and fixin' to haul trash. Got the tank full enough, for the bunch out yonder, last a day; pull the tank, out the truck, loader up with old wire, hauler of. The owners here bumped their arrival date to Sunday, so, we best push, here next couple a days.
Nice to see the bunch, last night; they all come up get a drink a fresh water. It was almost dark so I didn't stay long, but then neither did they. They headed north, after a drink; I reckin' they got a spot with good visibility, out in the open, where they circle up, take turns, nappin' and watchin'. Funny ta notice the difference, 'tween 'em; the dominant horses all got a little bit of attitude. Well, let's adjust that; Queenie and Tubby, most. Big, the boss with the sore feet, he's generally glad ta see me and appreciates whatever I bring; a scratch, a rub, an affectionate salutation, a moment together. And, the others all come up, visit for a moment; see about a scratch, take a sniff, give a lick. But, Tubby and Queenie, I guess they have concerns; part business, I suppose, Tubby keepin' watch and maintainin' order, first lieutenant, as he is and Queenie, bein' the woman. She keeps a close eye on Tubby, shares his sense of "maintainin' order" and reminds me, general, they're aren't any babies, addin' similar, I could spend a little more time with them and a little less elsewhere. And, I can't blame'r there; most a what I'm doin', I started, raise some dough, make a permanent home for them, spend more time together. But, same everywhere, I suppose, families of all sorts; try and find a balance, 'tween gettin' the goods and spendin' time, hope it all adds up.
But, it is funny, how we all have our own perspective, story, if ya will and express it, all kinda ways. Seems, end a the day, maybe we see enough, maybe we start ta feel that longin', go beyond our own and just appreciate the miracle of the whole set up; beautiful planet, air, water, food and company. A gift, a moment in time, together, to appreciate, understand, be a part, of life lovin' itself; fascinated with the simple innovation and renovation of it all.
When the ponies come up for a drink, Tubby come first, Queenie in tow; couldn't help but remark, "what is it with women and 'sachay'? All horses, heck us humans, have gaits, but Queenie, she got 'sachay'!" You watch and it's amazin'; she not only got 'sachay', but she got a whole dictionary of things she can say and all dependin', "which way she sachay"! Now, that's fascinatin'; that's just plain fascinatin'!
Have a great day!
Best,
jeune
You got that right about the "sachay." Every woman's posterior has a language all its own, and not always saying the same thing. Ought to come with closed captions or subtitles, but it doesn't, so guys just have to hope they're getting whatever message is being delivered. And Lord help them if they misread it... fireworks.
ReplyDeleteI'm laughing so hard at you two!!!! :D Now, you both tattoo that on the inside of your forehead, because that's an important observation that makes women quite a "conversation" all of our own, and one to definitely watch that fuse lighting for the fireworks. Men folk? ... well, they "swagger." Laughing again! :D You just watch, and you'll notice it. A good mystery is so captivating isn't it? :)
ReplyDeleteYou got more done today than I did. I didn't do too much of anything, except the Honey Wagon came out and ran the vacuum in the privy. Now, that's a wonderful thing ... nice man and wife team. Might send their youngest son over to stack my 5 cords of firewood. It's good to live in a small town.
Well, I guess I better "sachay" off to do my nightly chores .... LOL! More important, watch the look in the eyes of a woman ... now there's the real story ..... kind of have to learn to read that too though ... look for the twinkle. **** :)
Good luck ... LOL,
Peaceful