It is easy to get up at seven, get a cup of coffee, and write non stop until noon. When I try to stand, my legs are stiff, I am still in my jammies, and I have hairy teeth. So, I turned over a new leaf. After my morning writing session, I head for the gym. I walk forty minutes and left weights. It accomplished several things. My mind is sharper, I get my Food Channel fix, while I am on the treadmill, and I am forced to shower and get dressed to go out in public.
On my way to the gym, I find myself smiling. Actually, grinning at the things I pass. About a mile down my lane I am forced to stop for a flock of guinea fowl who know the road has the best gravel. They like the hubcaps on my car and attack them regularly. Once I get through them, I meet my neighbor's chickens. They run when the see me coming. Problem is, they run in every direction. If I want eggs for breakfast, I must stop and let them settle so I can go on. All of this and I am not yet on a main road.
Everyday I go two miles out in the country and pick up a neighbor whose car and son are away at college.
On my way, I stop for a coon hound who lays right smack in the center of the road. I don't care what time of day or how hot or cold the pavement, the dog is there. On my left a little further down the cows are calving. I count the progress every day. This week they have three new ones.
It is pretty calm to the gym and then I face the same obstacles on my way home.
Today, when I got here, I became the proud caretaker of twin lambs. They are so cute and their pictures are below. These happen to be girls I named Curry and Cumin. If they are boys I name them lamb chop.It is their destiny.
Once we are done lambing, we will start calving. This is all done because we don't want to eat grocery store meat. Well, I had better get back to the great American novel. It isn't going to write itself.