Thursday, July 10, 2014

I have a goal. A five-year plan. A space of time in which to work. And these new desires rooting, growing from long dormant seed, like the horseweed that grew six feet tall in our newly reseeded hay field.

I want a horse, and room to run.

A dog. A big, fiercely loyal dog. A very long-term desire, one I won't see for many years.

And a dairy cow. A big, lumbering cow.

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