Louis Dean did some serious sleeping last night!
I woke up and tucked myself into the girl bunk so as not to disturb him and allow him to sleep on.
I did get up to check on him and he looked like an overgrown little boy all stretched out in every direction! Squeezed my heart!
It was NOON before he finally got up!!!
We took our time waking up and his sleeping gave me time to catch up on my Scrabble games!
In the early afternoon, I decided to bundle up and go out for a walk about!
First stop was the chicken coop.
Dean had left them cooped up because of predators.
Recently hawks have been swooping down and picking them up - eating them right there in front of the coop! I saw the remains this morning.....
This is the second coop.
Dean said he needs to get in there and gather those eggs!
If he doesn't do it - I will!!
IF the hen gets up first!
I did not get a glimpse of the goats or the horses today.
Dean is down here as I write this tonight and is telling us that the coyotes got Bambi - one of their does. Ranch life can be ugly.
From the chicken coops, I went up to walk around the big tank.
Dean has cleared it all the way around so that made for a good walk today.
Can you see our camper and truck over there?
Winter has its own beauty.....
it feels a little melancholy to me.
I walked all the way around.
Meet our granddog, Rufus!!
I went down to see the new house updates and the really awesome bed Dean and Sherry bought at an estate sale recently.
It is beautiful!!!
This is the denim quilt I made Dean a few years ago.
The gift came with free mendings!
Next visit down here I will bring my Bernina and do some repairs.
It's cold here tonight and promises to get even colder! 26 degrees tonight and down to 20 tomorrow night. We are thankful for our electric blanket and the heated hrow that Louis Dean has draped over him right now.
Thank you all for the kind words and encouragement for my book.
I do believe you all may have more confidence in me than I do in myself.
I have been working on it for several hours today.
I takes a bit of time to really get into the mood, mode or whatever it is to pick up where I have left off in the story. Sometimes, like today, I have to go back and fix the dates and timeline. What I thought was 1955 was really 1956. Messy details that make all the difference in reading a book.
One thing before I close out this journal post tonight.
I shared recently about our Cousin Pam and her daughter, Danna.
Pam took her only child, aged 31, home from the hospital on hospice care yesterday afernoon.
I can't imagine anything harder than this.
Our hearts are breaking for them.
Louis Dean is especially sensitive to this time as he lived through similar with his beloved Ellen.
We are doing the only thing we can.....praying....
for comfort, peace, grace, strength, courage.....
for Danna, for her mother, her father, her child, her grandmother, her aunts and uncles, her friends.....her cousins...
Danna is not walking IN the shadow of death but THROUGH it.......