Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit. E. E. Cummings
The farm seems so very far away, as of late. It is however, always in my heart and fills my waking thoughts. That makes me not that far away, after all. The cows are no doubt missing me right now and I can picture Bossy2 looking for a hat to wear. I do know My Hero is missing my help.
The time change, which came right after I high-tailed it to the city has not been a welcome thing for a certain hard-working farmer I know. A farmer, that not only has a fulltime off farm job but now finds himself on his own, working the farm in darkness. That time change has always been a unwanted guest, but now it is really annoying. Feeding cows and making sure all their needs are met is not as easy in the dark, as it is in the light of day.
Usually I take care of all that feeding and catering to their needs during the days. This has been my job since I can remember. This has always worked out well for both of us. I love that I get to spend time with the cows, and work on the farm without working off the farm.
While I am in the city, I have found that there is only so much I can do. I am used to working on the farm and honestly I get anxious and a bit flustered when I do not have a list of things to do. I do love working and keeping my hands busy and my mind thinking. I am so used to doing chores and running things my way that I know of no other way to live, or for that matter, relax.
After fixing everything I could around this house that I have been staying, and trying to keep myself busy and useful, I have now retired everything on a list I had wrote before coming here. I am not very good without a list of things to do. I have to keep busy. No list means free time. Free time is a strange concept to me, there has always been a "I have to do or want to do" list.
All this free time has found me wandering the streets. Miles and miles of city blocks put behind me. It is the perfect time of year for this. It is absolutely beautiful here. It is almost like hiking on the farm....well, except for the traffic, the noise and the strange, yet friendly wildlife.
The squirrels here are very different from the ones I would see roaming around the fallen leaves on the farm, especially this time of year. The squirrels here in the city do not seem to be as skittish. They will actually pose for the camera.
I do know that while I walked six blocks this morning admiring the wildlife, all my thoughts were back on the farm. Thoughts of My Hero working in the dark, and Bossy2 wondering where I had gone, ran through my head, with every step I took.
Wait till I tell Bossy2 about the squirrels. I wonder if they would wear a hat?