I miss my camera.
I’ve been so busy lately with incoming boarders, shopping trips, Christmas decorating, Thanksgiving dinner, and taking care of the horses, there’s no extra time for anything.
I cleaned the entire house in preparation for Thanksgiving. I always keep my camera near the laptop computer, but I moved both. I held the camera in my hands just before everyone came for Thanksgiving dinner. I remember distinctly thinking, “I need to put this somewhere safe so it doesn’t get lost.”
It’s safe all right.
It’s so safe, I can’t disturb it.
There have been wonderful changes at Firefly Farm. The seasons are switching, and we’re getting a rain/snow mix. The pastures are picturesque with a brisk wind and dancing snowflakes racing through the air.
The ponies frolic and play in the wintry slush. Lucas/Lucy the chicken scratches happily at the sleet-covered ground.
But there’s no way to record these tiny moments in time.
This weekend will consist of house cleaning, cooking, finding a new tractor (after my old one conked out on me) and playing/working with ponies. Melody and I shared a delightful western riding session this morning.
But most of all, I’ll search for that camera. I can’t wait to find it.