Time passes quickly

It is a fallacy for mothers and fathers of young children to think that they will have abundant free time as soon as the children are old enough to go to school. For one thing, children who are old enough to go to school are also old enough to be driven to and from drama workshops, sporting events, music lessons, parties, and sleepovers. For another thing, children who are old enough to be driven to sporting events and music lessons usually need money for such extra curriculars, which means that in between drives said mothers and fathers had better be raking in paychecks. The rewards, however, are many: I am now a mule in possession of three little girls who can enact dramas, score soccer goals, play musical instruments, etcetera, etcetera. They are proper Renaissance children. 

As for me, I am still out here in the shed, sound but unridden, occasionally groomed, often visited, sometimes ignored, and always adored. The hay still comes three times per day, the removal of manure and scrubbing of troughs still occur twice weekly, and I still have a miniature mule, a geriatric goat, and a cackling and quacking flock of fowl for company.  We critters had a delicious celery, cranberry, barley and apple salad for Thanksgiving last week (view it at www.instagram.com/didgery) and are feeling fit and fuzzy! 

How was your holiday, and how are you? 

Ears, 

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