Sunday, July 12, 2009
Sitting on the Knoll
I had taken the basket of snacks with me.. and rode out to my favorite spot on all the plains.. my grassy knoll... I would let Cloud prance around with his new blue tailbow.. as I drew my knees up and draped my arms around them... resting my chin against the soft backs of my hands.. and I would watch everything around me. Once in a while I would lift my face to catch a dance on a cloud.. as I let my thoughs drift from one thing to another.. I did not know if I would see that warrior or not... but I was content where I was.. I had water and food.. and the company of bosk and the sounds of the plains..
I had made honey cakes.. and bosk rolls, ramberry tarts.. I took fresh bread and cheese with me.. and a few botas of water.. I was set for however long I decided to stay out here.
Mostly I chastised myself for allowing feelings to get in the way of my thoughts.. So what if he was invited to a dinner.. its none of my business what he does.. Yet I let her get to me. I guess sometimes we can not help feeling our hands are tied.. but I would work through this just as I have done before.. You have to create a mindset... you have to make up your mind to let the cold water rush off your back instead of trying to swim in the much... I chuckled at myself... for getting upset over nothing. Maybe I was getting older.. I don't know really.. I released my knees and leaned back to watch the stars... Another favorite thing I do when out here alone.. I was one winking at me.. it gave me hope
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