Just a weekend...
The sublime weekend... the word never meant to me what it actually means. Unless you are talking about going from a solid to a gas... To me the word always had a ring of ...is it loneliness?... reverberating through the golden beams of light. This was by my standards a fantastic weekend. I threw my hammer in the back of my motorcycle and spent most of Friday evening... long into the dark and very cold putting up the loft at the barn. My ipad lasted until the very moment I tried to take a picture as I left. I almost finished the floor. The drive home was freezing as I had already pretty much frozen there before I left - but it was satisfying. The next morning Ash went to sell some rabbits and pick up our new billy goat (a little Nigerian Dwarf) while me and the kids made up a pretty cool game and generally lolled about. Later Ash and I redid fencing and generally took care of farm stuff... which is actually quite fun to do together....
