Where the deer and the Lexi's will play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Where the air is so pure... every time I step out the door I have the need to take a deep breath. It might be bitterly cold but holy smokes, I feel like I have not been breathing for over 10 years. I'm high on life, can't you tell?
Oh deer. When we drove down the dirt lane with our moving truck there was a majestic deer crossing the river. It literally stopped me in my tracks. The second morning I woke up to a deer staring at me. She tilted her head back and forth while rudely staring at me only 5 feet from my window. Ruby has also developed a deep affection for the skunk family living under a settler's cabin near the house. Let's hope she never gets to first base with this love.
Last Monday I bundled up to watch the thousands of shooting stars the news promised me. Shooting stars or not I was enthralled with the view. Who knew there were so many stars up there? Hopefully the shooting stars were there for someone else to wish on; my wish had already come true. I can't be too greedy!
How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light from the glittering stars
Have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours.