Or, maybe not

i really am not good at doing anything daily, consistantly.

classes are officially over now that the english exam is over and final photo project is handed back. now to wait untill january...

chester the goat gave birth to three kids this past sunday. i got my hands messy helping deliver each one. she was not supposed to get pregnant, especially by a billy goat so much bigger than her, but everyone is doing great. by the time the kids are six months old, they will be taller than momma.

not the end of the world...

ok, so i missed day two of blogging. at least i am on day three.

upon opening the barn door this frosty morning to go feed all the critters, a cute black pony face was on the other side waiting for me. somehow muffy got herself unclipped and had been roaming the barn. the calves were not very thrilled with the marauding pony attempting to get to their hay. the goats and cow just thought it amusing. i put her back where she belongs and fixed the problem. muffy will have to knock the barn down now if she wants to get loose.

yesterday was the last day of photo class. i knew i would get teary-eyed, but it was not over what i expected. donna photographed her dad's recovery after surgery. the photographs were beautiful. they made me remember my grandma, who passed away shortly after last christmas. she had fallen and broken her hip the winter before last. after each surgery, there was a little less of the person i knew and loved there. as opposed to donna's dad who is getting better, she just got progressively worse, until she died. looking at my first christmas without her, i am sad.

regardless of how i feel, our goats will have their babies, the cow will have her calf, and the grass will start growing again this spring. life doesn't stop for the pain to subside, it keeps going so it will dim with time.

inabilities

over the years, i have started writing many journals with the intent of writing every day. so far, none have gone longer than about a month. we shall see if this one is any different.

this is the last week of class at JCC for the fall '08 semester. the two classes i took have been a true learning experience. one thing they have shown me is how quickly time flies by when you are doing something you truly enjoy. other students in the classes i took couldn't wait for class to let out so they could go do what they wanted. me on the other hand, i hated when class was over for the day. i wanted to stay and keep working on the new concepts that had been brought up so i would not forget them. being old, i think, makes my brain less likely to retain new knowledge long unless i practice it a few times.

so, after i take the english final next tuesday, there is nothing to do except wait for class to start again in january.

or maybe not.

the english class reawakened my desire to write. back in middle and high school, i was always writing. somtimes it was only in my head for lack of paper, but a lot of times i got it down on paper. some of my work has been saved through the years, and some is lost forever. once again, writing is the air i breath.

the photography class is not what renewed my desire to photograph, although it has added new skills for me to use. what started me back on photography was getting to photograph my husband's nieces wedding this past may. untill then, i had not found my lost desire. now, this electronic device is once again my constant companion.