|*** Cora and CJ... loaded and leaving :( ***|
|***an empty corral is a lonesome thing***|
With my round pen standng melancholy and empty I need to be gone from here.
Maybe I'll come back in the winter... we shall see.
No plans really past the next few weeks.
|***The rig is loaded and hitched***|
Felt very off balance and strange last night. I saw the time and jumped up and was outside... heading over to feed before it registered that I didn't have that any more...
Just a few short weeks ago it was all so different... Just two days before I busted my shoulder up... The light after the latest storm was so bright and hopeful on the Chiricahuas... The horses were coming along so good... I was going to climb on Cora in the next couple of days... then WHAM!
|***Just a month ago***|
Here it is a month past that now... and past the transmission blow up... My Horses are gone and I'm hitched up again and rolling off into whatever comes...
Last nights sunset was so soft and quiet... the tears were running... I need to be away from here right now but I'll miss it... and all the hopes I had for this place.
I'm going up to a camp I use on the Tonto, and cool out a few days... then roll on way far north to Cheyenne. A bad place to be in February. There's a weather window I may just slide through... The VA is pulling me in for another Thing...
Last summer when I let them run their test... I knew... I KNEW it was a bad idea. It's messing with things that are better left alone. If it ain't broke don't fix it... It's like I jumped out onto a slippery slope. Now I can't seem to get rid of doctors and mechanics... meh...
I don't hear no fat lady singin'... so I guess it ain't over.