So Here is the day

I got up feeling still not so good.. my stomach felt like a hundred butterflies had landed and made camp.. if thats possible.. but I got up anway.. washed my face and hands.. and walked the row of wagons to check on my elderly.. I guess I can call them mine now.. since they seem to think I belong to them.. I found the oddest thing on the step of my wagon one morning... it was an empty pot.. just sitting there.. I know it was not mine.. so I left it there incase its owner came looking for it..

But today... the elderly had gathered near the big black bosk to watch and make comments.. One old warrior said.. it was a sign.. that we need to stay here for now where the grass and water were plentiful.. A woman said.. pfft! its a stubborn bosk like you were.. and just wants some attention.. there were other things said but I was trying not to chuckle.. as I moved them back to the wagons.. Some one pinched my bottom again... I am not sure which one since they were all smiling like they had done it.. this was a game they liked to play.. another one asked if I was gonna dance with them tonight.. umm no. I can not dance.. no I can not sing.. those talents were given to someone much more worthy.. I grinned... cause I was not gonna dance or sing even if I could have... These men were old.. who knows what could make their hearts give out.. I was not gonna be responsible for that nope no way..

A young woman stopped me.. and asked if I could look at her tarp later.. it was riping at the seam.. I said of course... She told me their wagon was painted red and had purple flowers..... I kinda cringed at those combinations.. but said I would get to her.. I also noticed her young boys boots were very worn out.. and seemed a bit to small for him... I would measure his foot and make sure he had new boots when we got to the southern camp... I got her name and such... A very nice woman.. she hurried off towards her wagon.. and I headed the other way..

Glancing skywards.. I could see some grey mixed in the blue.. I bet its gonna rain.. I better get that womans tarp fixed. before that happens... I counted off things I had to take care of.. and what I could not I would let the clan know some people needed help.. I mean I can not do it all by myself.. but I would certainly try..

I was getting the ugg feeling again.. and turned tail and headed for my own wagon.. and my little bucket.. maybe later I would get some tea.. maybe with some mint to sooth my upset..