i remember this morning so viscerally.
6, wake up.
i text mum to remind her about the farrier.
even out here i can’t escape all the humdrum of modern life.
the wind wraps around me, carrying droplets that cling like leeches.
but in the putrid weather, just as every other day. my legs keep up the rhyme. like clockwork.
new text message. from uni, semester results. i pass all my subjects, just. i think about how only a few weeks prior, i was in a hall surrounded by the whirs of frantic law students, hunting through pages of notes.
that sound. it is irreplicable.
all of a sudden the rain and wind and cold doesn’t feel so harsh, but more like cashmere.
maybe because i realise why i’m out here, in wild’s grasp.
Epic storm tonight, complete with snow like hail, gale force winds and flash flooding. Afterwards we had some amazing mist (and sunlight and a rainbow!!).
Here’s the husband checking out our bottom paddocks with the ‘fur child’, Dolly.