I wanted to video Zing, aka Mr. Wonderful, at his hay, but as soon as he spotted me....he left. Talk about disrespect. And I was his human mama. Ingrate.
The eternal two-year-old is twenty-four. It seems like last week I was raising this orphaned foal.
It was in the 30s F yesterday, but blustery winds override temperature every time. Turn the volume on to hear the wind chime. I made Italian flat bread yesterday and we shared one at dinner with the tomato sauce I made during the day and some egg noodles. It was a good day to spend in the kitchen.
Today will be another quiet one. I'll make some bread, oven roast ribs and listen to my latest book. It's what I do to relieve the stress many of us are feeling. May you all have your own way of decompressing.
