Those lovely, gentle-souled horses...this just breaks my heart. Yours too, I know. I am glad you let them know that their lives matter and that they are loved. xo
Oh, the horses, Susie. The horses. Can’t we each take one and care for it for the rest of our lives. Such gentle, beautiful animals. How much your students need to know them, to understand them, to know what it is to lose such precious creatures.
Louise I would take them all if I could... those that you see in the video are the fillies born two years ago... its just a factory line sadly. I will never understand how or why?
This is gorgeous, Susie. I've noticed too how slow the ash is to unfurl. And this line: ‘you were beautiful, you will be missed’ -- took my breath away. xx
Thank you so much Jan, I love when the travellers return, especially the Percheron's.
I could have sworn I replied to you but anyway, here goes again!
I was away for three days this week on 'voyage scolaire'; a never to be repeated adventure in the Aubracs with 167 primary students... you can imagine the rest! When I returned all the Ash trees were suddenly in leaf which I could have understood a little more had the weather been clement but it wasn't. So Im wondering if the Ash trees prefer damper beginning (which we haven't had at all here) rather than the dry April we had? x
We had a pretty dry April too so that could be it. Just imgining that trip gives me overwhelm ;) One of our Cinnamon poets lives in that area and has a collection called Aubrac -- probably much more serene than the trip ;) xx
Not surprisingly, we share the same shame when it comes to speaking about our holidays. Over spring break, of course, all the kids in a room get to share what they did over break. A lot of play dates and travels to anywhere and so on. I dread being handed the microphone because mostly my answer is the same: I stayed home and did homework, but it was delightful to be lazy and sleep in! The students listen, but are not excited about my answer. LOL. XO
Oh Danielle, you too? Honestly, I am usually so happy to just be home in blissful silence and too exhausted and have far too many abandoned chores to catch up on during holidays to even think of going elsewhere… I have a feeling somewhere in my contract in tiny print, it might just say, ‘don’t expect a holiday, ever, you will be physically and mentally incapable!’ and if it doesn’t perhaps it should! ;-) Hugs sweet girl… xox
Yep! My one-on-one student got an ear infection and stayed home yesterday and today and I graded papers and got so much done! It was the perfect end to teacher appreciation week. Yay! XO
I don't think I've ever had such luck Danielle, I have four students in one school and two in another, both schools are in the same village, if there are any absentees I just migrate between schools, there is always one little one somewhere that needs my help... a day for paperwork would feel like Christmas and my birthday all in one! xox
Thank you Deirdre, the horses make great friends and while I am no fan of caterpillars in great quantity due to the damage they can cause, the make gorgeous butterflies too!
Dear Mary, the horses are here for the ‘nourishing seasons’ and then they are sold for meat, the stallion returns with two foals from the year before, fillies, and so the cycle continues… my heart breaks every year - I thank the god of birds for nightingales.
I have no doubt Susie, you teach your students so much more than what you are aware of. I am certain you light the ‘wildness fires’, your words will always be contagious to your students, rekindled again and again throughout their lifetime. This is who you are, the sum of your experiences, what draws your eye to take a photograph, what draws your heart to write a story. Believe me, they will remember. I told you the story of my teacher. He initiated the first high school Ecology course in the nation , including an innovative outdoor education program. He was the ember that sparked a lifelong curiosity of my own little universe.
“…honey coloured wondrous equestrian gods”. Ever since I first layed eyes on your video, when I close my eyes at night, searching for sleep, I take myself to your hill to watch the horses run free in the green fields, Sigh.
But, in between all of this beauty, “…under a blue, blue cloudless sky”, I am breathing out fire, hackles up, and if it were humanly possible , I would sprout wings ,ride the thermals to France and land in front of your friend , tell him a thing or two, maybe a dozen. Only one word would suffice, Fool. Ok, perhaps a few more… Over the years my husband and I offer each other one word as we walk away from such encounters. People. ( usually accompanied by 🙄).
Bless you Lor, I do my best to teach my students everything I know, how to capture a moment in word or image or simply just in their hearts... it is a hard task however when nature studies are not part of the curriculum, I just pray they remember the batty old Englishwoman who waffled on about Mayflies and swallows and ransom leaves and what to do with their buds! I would consider my work a fine success if only one of them recounted a story like yours, to be remembered for loving nature, I couldn't ask for more.
People, haha, I know that word, that look too, it is a frequent visitor to our faces when something has riled us. I thought perhaps this friend - though Im not certain he warrants such a title now - might come knocking on the door, a bunch of wild flowers in his hands with words of apology, that didn't happen! What was it we were saying...? Oh yes, people! 🙄
In future I may follow that with outrageous laughter, its better for my health than tears! 😂x
Many of the Percheron are unfortunately raised for their meat here Betty. I am told they are sold to the asian marketplace where it is far more popular. From what I understand it is not widely advertised nor talked of but definitely practiced; sad but true.
I am not vegetarian either although these days I eat little meat, chicken and fish mostly, certainly never horse meat!
All is well here, I am recovered from the annual school trip (just about) which was rather a gruelling three days in the Aubracs - never to be repeated I hope, I my or may not right about it...
I hope you're well too, Spring feels a little odd this year dont you think? x
Very interesting. Since I've worked for my husband, we've never had a client who raises horses for meat, although we know that some horses from equestrian centers end up that way, but that is kind of a different story. When you say the Asian marketplace, do you mean Asian food wholesalers in France, or literally to Asia?
The school trip sounds like a great subject but I can see your being hesitant to write about it. Maybe for paid subscribers only?
My husband accompanied two school trips when one of our daughters was in high school. One went very well but the other one was a nightmare.
Betty, I have a feeling this selling of horse meat is all rather clandestine, a sideline if you like but I do know it happens, whether sold to Asian markets here or direct I have no idea and am never likely too.
The school trip was... I'm not even sure I have the words although it took me two days before I felt the over-whelm begin to disperse! Which probably tells you all you need to know! I have accompanied many school trips, like your husband, some were wonderful, others utterly disastrous, this one was simply long and indescribable - I'm not sure which planet my boss was sitting on when she decided 167 kids, 4 coaches and 3 days of intense activities would be a good idea but it certainly wasn't planet earth! x
Oh well, at least nothing horrible happened. On one that my husband went on, they ended up spending the afternoon in the police station in Bambert because one of the students had gotten arrested for shoplifting.
OMG, That happened to one of my colleagues too Betty! She had trouble with the parents too because they basically said she was lying… it sounded ghastly!
There is nothing MORE natural than the weather, a daily microcosm of the seasonal cycles that direct and coax and cultivate all of life. Hell, it’s one of the only ways many people notice nature at all these days 😆
Yes!! It is all those things and more... I am so glad you agree Eric! I have a feeling people who denigrate another's more natural actions and habits are possibly those that have no understanding at all, or just too drunk on their own small selfish lives that they fail to see beyond their stuck up noses! NQOT I think... 😂
So beautiful Susie! Ah what a delight it is to wander with you.
"I suddenly had an idea that perhaps I could begin a project for the children of the schools in my own area." This is your calling surely! One of many of course, but you must do this! 💛 Do the schools in France take the kids out into nature like they do in NZ? You could take the students for outings in the fresh air and allow nature to do the talking. You could invite that guy along too! Just pop an invite into his letterbox 😀.
We are so so lucky here in New Zealand: from the time we are born we walk barefoot in the sand and on the grass, we see the stars in vast clear skies, we have mountains and rivers, we have vege gardens and composting. Nature is worshipped and is a way of and part of life for most. Biking, surfing, skiing, tramping - nature infuses our chosen past times.
Although of course the current government is trying their best to go for "economic progress" through mining and fast tracking "developments" that put some of our most vulnerable creatures at risk.
Jo, apologies for my late reply again... I honestly have no idea how anyone keeps up here... although this week I have an excuse. When your comment arrived five days ago I was away in the Aubrac mountain's on a school trip with 167 primary kids. A frightening vision (which has taken most of the school year to organise) and no less so for being there with them! I may or may not write about it, first I need to recover!
The idea was to take the two schools on a three day hiking holiday, we had guides through the mountain trails who gave short talks on the flora and fauna of the area which was very different to our own here on the more gently rolling hills. The trip was interspersed with trips to the Laguiole cheese and knife making factories for the younger children and a wolf rescue centre.
It was an experience I will not forget but not altogether what I have in mind, in fact not even close. I would love to think these children could fall in love with nature in their own village, I want them to know every tree and flower, the animals they are likely to see, the weather, the rivers... everything that they have no idea is just waiting to beguile them right outside their doors.
I will keep you posted! Thanks always for being here. xx💚xx
Oh wow Susie, what an amazing trip. Certainly sounds full on though!
Please no need to apologise for any delay in reply. You get so many comments and they're big ones. I have no idea how you respond to everyone along with your work, your family and your wanderings! xxx
Your love of nature and ability to share it with such beautiful poetic words is a gift, one that I am very grateful for. I am moved and captivated heart, mind and spirit... restored and renewed by life's daily rhythms. As for your friend.... best I say nothing. Wink... wink (so unlike me eh)? Love and hugs always.
Thank you sweetie, the friend is forgotten, completely - even William said so! Back up I don't usually get but he was furious... I was surprised! 😂 Call you at the end of the week all being well - miss you, love you more! xx
Under a blue, blue cloudless sky, on a day whispering of May but not yet shouting, I watch from within the four walls of my home as yet more, achingly missed, travellers return to the hedgerows and trees... Love your ache and astonishment. This wonder FULL life. You are speaking in tongue he can't hear. See things he can't see. Lovely, lyrical writing as always, Susie.
I absolutely love that Nietzsche quote Sìodnha, I think I've used it several times, it fits so well with wonder and astonishment! Belated thanks for sharing here and reminding me xx
Linda, thank you for being here, for boosting flagging confidence!
I am going to say he was drunk and cantankerous, perhaps feeling his own failings, that he will apologise at a future date... I can hope, although perhaps not with breath held!
Life overflows from your hill and meadows into our lives. Thanks Susie, as always for your wonderful evocation.
Here, yes, likewise the Ash is also slowest we remember, and sadly we are marked with the decline now.
The Elms these last years also though they will re-grow from stumps sporadically, always temporary, in hedgerows.
Wonderful our returning travellers... the swallows and martens must stay close to the river; we have been dry and cold (yes, that vital weather), but our old apples are at their fragile best, intricate arcs, the green and white above us in the blue, and May blossom the earliest we have ever seen.
People rescued the Clydesdales gentle and strong like the Percheron, but the genetic pinch was tight. I can cycle past them; it is sparse up there in the north wind for the great fellow and his progeny.
We have family in West Wales engaged on the slopes they call temperate rainforest, the high ground, the beginning of something different, a return; children, health, community sense making. I was told a story some years ago of school children unable to run across mildly rough ground. Here is something for their ears and eyes and limbs and brains, places to grow up with, co-operate with love. https://www.cambrianwildwood.org/events-and-courses/
Dear Philip, Thank you for sending the link to your friends in West Wales, they have set up in their temperate rainforest an idea similar to that which I have harboured in the back of my mind for many years; a gathering of healthy, nature based astonishment. Having returned relatively unscathed physically from the school trip, I am even more convinced of its necessity. Too many can walk only short distances without complaint, none can name the birds or flowers - unless dandelion or daisy are present. And these are country children, from rural villages!
Ahh the wonderful Clydesdales, yes, a similar economic pinch is perhaps the reason for the butchery of my beloved Percheron, a sad fact of modernity, they have no further use. There are many rescue centres though I fear these too are dwindling, though I believe they are still used by traditional Amish communities.
My Ash trees are now in full leaf, perhaps not wishing to be beaten by the Walnut, or simply waiting for my departure! Elm trees here come and go, perhaps like your own but this year I feasted on plentiful samosas from my oldest tree. Only time knows its plight...
I send you good wishes for peaceful Sunday practices solitary or joined by family.. enjoy.
Likewise I wish, and return your good wishes. Perhaps there is enough even now, a re-discovery for the generations. And "... a nature-based astonishment" it is for sure. This is is our nature if we did but know it. It would be precious time if we could borrow again the strength and nature of great horses!
Those lovely, gentle-souled horses...this just breaks my heart. Yours too, I know. I am glad you let them know that their lives matter and that they are loved. xo
I hope they understand my whisperings Carmine, I hope they know I wish I could do something so I didn’t have to tell them… xx
How beautiful the percherons are! 😍🐎
Oh, the horses, Susie. The horses. Can’t we each take one and care for it for the rest of our lives. Such gentle, beautiful animals. How much your students need to know them, to understand them, to know what it is to lose such precious creatures.
Louise I would take them all if I could... those that you see in the video are the fillies born two years ago... its just a factory line sadly. I will never understand how or why?
This is gorgeous, Susie. I've noticed too how slow the ash is to unfurl. And this line: ‘you were beautiful, you will be missed’ -- took my breath away. xx
Thank you so much Jan, I love when the travellers return, especially the Percheron's.
I could have sworn I replied to you but anyway, here goes again!
I was away for three days this week on 'voyage scolaire'; a never to be repeated adventure in the Aubracs with 167 primary students... you can imagine the rest! When I returned all the Ash trees were suddenly in leaf which I could have understood a little more had the weather been clement but it wasn't. So Im wondering if the Ash trees prefer damper beginning (which we haven't had at all here) rather than the dry April we had? x
We had a pretty dry April too so that could be it. Just imgining that trip gives me overwhelm ;) One of our Cinnamon poets lives in that area and has a collection called Aubrac -- probably much more serene than the trip ;) xx
Definitely Jan! As for the overwhelm, I’m still in recovery mode! xx
Those horses are exquisite!! How wonderful!
Not surprisingly, we share the same shame when it comes to speaking about our holidays. Over spring break, of course, all the kids in a room get to share what they did over break. A lot of play dates and travels to anywhere and so on. I dread being handed the microphone because mostly my answer is the same: I stayed home and did homework, but it was delightful to be lazy and sleep in! The students listen, but are not excited about my answer. LOL. XO
Oh Danielle, you too? Honestly, I am usually so happy to just be home in blissful silence and too exhausted and have far too many abandoned chores to catch up on during holidays to even think of going elsewhere… I have a feeling somewhere in my contract in tiny print, it might just say, ‘don’t expect a holiday, ever, you will be physically and mentally incapable!’ and if it doesn’t perhaps it should! ;-) Hugs sweet girl… xox
Yep! My one-on-one student got an ear infection and stayed home yesterday and today and I graded papers and got so much done! It was the perfect end to teacher appreciation week. Yay! XO
I don't think I've ever had such luck Danielle, I have four students in one school and two in another, both schools are in the same village, if there are any absentees I just migrate between schools, there is always one little one somewhere that needs my help... a day for paperwork would feel like Christmas and my birthday all in one! xox
Love those horses, and the caterpillars too.
Thank you Deirdre, the horses make great friends and while I am no fan of caterpillars in great quantity due to the damage they can cause, the make gorgeous butterflies too!
I'd never heard of these gorgeous horses: disappearing? Oh dear! And then your view of the nightingales left me breathless.
Dear Mary, the horses are here for the ‘nourishing seasons’ and then they are sold for meat, the stallion returns with two foals from the year before, fillies, and so the cycle continues… my heart breaks every year - I thank the god of birds for nightingales.
Oh my ... xx
I have no doubt Susie, you teach your students so much more than what you are aware of. I am certain you light the ‘wildness fires’, your words will always be contagious to your students, rekindled again and again throughout their lifetime. This is who you are, the sum of your experiences, what draws your eye to take a photograph, what draws your heart to write a story. Believe me, they will remember. I told you the story of my teacher. He initiated the first high school Ecology course in the nation , including an innovative outdoor education program. He was the ember that sparked a lifelong curiosity of my own little universe.
“…honey coloured wondrous equestrian gods”. Ever since I first layed eyes on your video, when I close my eyes at night, searching for sleep, I take myself to your hill to watch the horses run free in the green fields, Sigh.
But, in between all of this beauty, “…under a blue, blue cloudless sky”, I am breathing out fire, hackles up, and if it were humanly possible , I would sprout wings ,ride the thermals to France and land in front of your friend , tell him a thing or two, maybe a dozen. Only one word would suffice, Fool. Ok, perhaps a few more… Over the years my husband and I offer each other one word as we walk away from such encounters. People. ( usually accompanied by 🙄).
Ah, yes. The teacher learns her lesson. Tears wasted on that guy. Deranged laughter, or at the very least, an eye roll , much better for your health.
I’m practicing the eye roll while laughing uproariously!
Bless you Lor, I do my best to teach my students everything I know, how to capture a moment in word or image or simply just in their hearts... it is a hard task however when nature studies are not part of the curriculum, I just pray they remember the batty old Englishwoman who waffled on about Mayflies and swallows and ransom leaves and what to do with their buds! I would consider my work a fine success if only one of them recounted a story like yours, to be remembered for loving nature, I couldn't ask for more.
People, haha, I know that word, that look too, it is a frequent visitor to our faces when something has riled us. I thought perhaps this friend - though Im not certain he warrants such a title now - might come knocking on the door, a bunch of wild flowers in his hands with words of apology, that didn't happen! What was it we were saying...? Oh yes, people! 🙄
In future I may follow that with outrageous laughter, its better for my health than tears! 😂x
Perfect, Lor!
Je t'embrasse très fort Mary! ♥️
Hello Susie,
Are you telling me those beautiful Percheron horses near you are raised for meat?
I was not aware of any horse meat agriculture in Aveyron -- that said, we don't know it all.
And that said also, we're not vegetarians so...but still, I have never eaten horse meat (to my knowledge!) and don't care to.
Hope you are well, xoxo
Many of the Percheron are unfortunately raised for their meat here Betty. I am told they are sold to the asian marketplace where it is far more popular. From what I understand it is not widely advertised nor talked of but definitely practiced; sad but true.
I am not vegetarian either although these days I eat little meat, chicken and fish mostly, certainly never horse meat!
All is well here, I am recovered from the annual school trip (just about) which was rather a gruelling three days in the Aubracs - never to be repeated I hope, I my or may not right about it...
I hope you're well too, Spring feels a little odd this year dont you think? x
Very interesting. Since I've worked for my husband, we've never had a client who raises horses for meat, although we know that some horses from equestrian centers end up that way, but that is kind of a different story. When you say the Asian marketplace, do you mean Asian food wholesalers in France, or literally to Asia?
The school trip sounds like a great subject but I can see your being hesitant to write about it. Maybe for paid subscribers only?
My husband accompanied two school trips when one of our daughters was in high school. One went very well but the other one was a nightmare.
Betty, I have a feeling this selling of horse meat is all rather clandestine, a sideline if you like but I do know it happens, whether sold to Asian markets here or direct I have no idea and am never likely too.
The school trip was... I'm not even sure I have the words although it took me two days before I felt the over-whelm begin to disperse! Which probably tells you all you need to know! I have accompanied many school trips, like your husband, some were wonderful, others utterly disastrous, this one was simply long and indescribable - I'm not sure which planet my boss was sitting on when she decided 167 kids, 4 coaches and 3 days of intense activities would be a good idea but it certainly wasn't planet earth! x
Oh well, at least nothing horrible happened. On one that my husband went on, they ended up spending the afternoon in the police station in Bambert because one of the students had gotten arrested for shoplifting.
OMG, That happened to one of my colleagues too Betty! She had trouble with the parents too because they basically said she was lying… it sounded ghastly!
Those situations are awful.
There is nothing MORE natural than the weather, a daily microcosm of the seasonal cycles that direct and coax and cultivate all of life. Hell, it’s one of the only ways many people notice nature at all these days 😆
Yes!! It is all those things and more... I am so glad you agree Eric! I have a feeling people who denigrate another's more natural actions and habits are possibly those that have no understanding at all, or just too drunk on their own small selfish lives that they fail to see beyond their stuck up noses! NQOT I think... 😂
So beautiful Susie! Ah what a delight it is to wander with you.
"I suddenly had an idea that perhaps I could begin a project for the children of the schools in my own area." This is your calling surely! One of many of course, but you must do this! 💛 Do the schools in France take the kids out into nature like they do in NZ? You could take the students for outings in the fresh air and allow nature to do the talking. You could invite that guy along too! Just pop an invite into his letterbox 😀.
We are so so lucky here in New Zealand: from the time we are born we walk barefoot in the sand and on the grass, we see the stars in vast clear skies, we have mountains and rivers, we have vege gardens and composting. Nature is worshipped and is a way of and part of life for most. Biking, surfing, skiing, tramping - nature infuses our chosen past times.
Although of course the current government is trying their best to go for "economic progress" through mining and fast tracking "developments" that put some of our most vulnerable creatures at risk.
Thanks Susie. xx💛
Jo, apologies for my late reply again... I honestly have no idea how anyone keeps up here... although this week I have an excuse. When your comment arrived five days ago I was away in the Aubrac mountain's on a school trip with 167 primary kids. A frightening vision (which has taken most of the school year to organise) and no less so for being there with them! I may or may not write about it, first I need to recover!
The idea was to take the two schools on a three day hiking holiday, we had guides through the mountain trails who gave short talks on the flora and fauna of the area which was very different to our own here on the more gently rolling hills. The trip was interspersed with trips to the Laguiole cheese and knife making factories for the younger children and a wolf rescue centre.
It was an experience I will not forget but not altogether what I have in mind, in fact not even close. I would love to think these children could fall in love with nature in their own village, I want them to know every tree and flower, the animals they are likely to see, the weather, the rivers... everything that they have no idea is just waiting to beguile them right outside their doors.
I will keep you posted! Thanks always for being here. xx💚xx
Oh wow Susie, what an amazing trip. Certainly sounds full on though!
Please no need to apologise for any delay in reply. You get so many comments and they're big ones. I have no idea how you respond to everyone along with your work, your family and your wanderings! xxx
The fairies do it Jo! 😂xx
Your love of nature and ability to share it with such beautiful poetic words is a gift, one that I am very grateful for. I am moved and captivated heart, mind and spirit... restored and renewed by life's daily rhythms. As for your friend.... best I say nothing. Wink... wink (so unlike me eh)? Love and hugs always.
Thank you sweetie, the friend is forgotten, completely - even William said so! Back up I don't usually get but he was furious... I was surprised! 😂 Call you at the end of the week all being well - miss you, love you more! xx
Under a blue, blue cloudless sky, on a day whispering of May but not yet shouting, I watch from within the four walls of my home as yet more, achingly missed, travellers return to the hedgerows and trees... Love your ache and astonishment. This wonder FULL life. You are speaking in tongue he can't hear. See things he can't see. Lovely, lyrical writing as always, Susie.
I absolutely love that Nietzsche quote Sìodnha, I think I've used it several times, it fits so well with wonder and astonishment! Belated thanks for sharing here and reminding me xx
Beautiful writing as always Susie.
"... a conspicuous revealing of my lack of interest and knowledge in all that is natural..." What??
He surely cannot know you at all to say such a thing. How can talking about the weather reveal that anyway?
I feel sadness for those gorgeous horses.
Linda, thank you for being here, for boosting flagging confidence!
I am going to say he was drunk and cantankerous, perhaps feeling his own failings, that he will apologise at a future date... I can hope, although perhaps not with breath held!
I hope your weekend is a beautiful one ! 💛
Life overflows from your hill and meadows into our lives. Thanks Susie, as always for your wonderful evocation.
Here, yes, likewise the Ash is also slowest we remember, and sadly we are marked with the decline now.
The Elms these last years also though they will re-grow from stumps sporadically, always temporary, in hedgerows.
Wonderful our returning travellers... the swallows and martens must stay close to the river; we have been dry and cold (yes, that vital weather), but our old apples are at their fragile best, intricate arcs, the green and white above us in the blue, and May blossom the earliest we have ever seen.
People rescued the Clydesdales gentle and strong like the Percheron, but the genetic pinch was tight. I can cycle past them; it is sparse up there in the north wind for the great fellow and his progeny.
We have family in West Wales engaged on the slopes they call temperate rainforest, the high ground, the beginning of something different, a return; children, health, community sense making. I was told a story some years ago of school children unable to run across mildly rough ground. Here is something for their ears and eyes and limbs and brains, places to grow up with, co-operate with love. https://www.cambrianwildwood.org/events-and-courses/
Dear Philip, Thank you for sending the link to your friends in West Wales, they have set up in their temperate rainforest an idea similar to that which I have harboured in the back of my mind for many years; a gathering of healthy, nature based astonishment. Having returned relatively unscathed physically from the school trip, I am even more convinced of its necessity. Too many can walk only short distances without complaint, none can name the birds or flowers - unless dandelion or daisy are present. And these are country children, from rural villages!
Ahh the wonderful Clydesdales, yes, a similar economic pinch is perhaps the reason for the butchery of my beloved Percheron, a sad fact of modernity, they have no further use. There are many rescue centres though I fear these too are dwindling, though I believe they are still used by traditional Amish communities.
My Ash trees are now in full leaf, perhaps not wishing to be beaten by the Walnut, or simply waiting for my departure! Elm trees here come and go, perhaps like your own but this year I feasted on plentiful samosas from my oldest tree. Only time knows its plight...
I send you good wishes for peaceful Sunday practices solitary or joined by family.. enjoy.
Likewise I wish, and return your good wishes. Perhaps there is enough even now, a re-discovery for the generations. And "... a nature-based astonishment" it is for sure. This is is our nature if we did but know it. It would be precious time if we could borrow again the strength and nature of great horses!
Thank you for “never shutting up”! I won’t either.
Haha, try and stop us right! Thanks Anna!