Mud oozes under one boot while snow crunches under the other. The remaining piles of powdery white “frozen fog” are a jarring contrast to the warm breeze carressing my face.
Today is the first leap year day I’ve experienced at Firefly Farm. There’s an extra day to live my dream. An extra day to plan for the future.
An extra day to mend horse blankets before I need them again this week.
The twelve inches of snow that surprised us last week was problematic. Luckily, The Husband had a snowday, so he helped shovel paths so I could open the gates and barn doors.
The snow that fell seemed endless–but now it’s almost gone.
Today I’ll plan for our upcoming shows. Our first show will be an English, dressage-like show where we’ll have kids perform mounted patterns with the potential to win ribbons. After setting up the show date, I’ll put together the summer camps. I’ll schedule my life for the summer.
Squishy mud will turn to solid ground and become green. The mounds of snow will dissappear, replaced with flowers.
This is my life, and I was granted an extra day. I’ll enjoy every moment even if it means cleaning my boots afterward.