A Note About This Blog

I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Super Pony Vision

This is what I see every morning through the front door when I put on my shoes:


I'm pretty darn sure she can see me. Sure, the distance between house and barn is not huge (though it sure seems that way when there's snow out there) but it also isn't right next door (see previous post for a better idea.) I'm not shocked at the distance, but at the seeing me through the glass of the door part. She doesn't start "the stare" until I'm visible, I know because I peek through the blinds from the bedroom sometimes to see if she knows I'm awake yet. If she isn't watching I hear her "Walk faster! I'm hungry!" neigh as soon as I shut the door behind me on my way out. That said, she's perfectly patient with my "whenever I wake up" feeding schedule, which is anywhere from 7-8:30.

I love seeing that face in the mornings. Or evenings. Or any time really.


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