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March 21, 2022: Equinox

This is it: 12 hours of daylight and 12 hours of darkness. I’ll take it. And it’s going to keep on keeping on until June 21st. And the fall equinox will be on September 21st. So there is going to be as much daylight as we had today for another six months. A good enough reason to be of good cheer.

Another thing to be happy about. I tend to lose things. I am very absent minded. This is because I am not at times very mindful. Lost my wallet last week. Found it on Saturday. I am still feeling a sense of relief about this. I also thought I misplaced Pete’s credit card. I found it, and I’m still feeling a sense of relief about this.

Good weather and sunshine today. Driving home from town the wind was buffeting DGNPNY. Took Tinni for a walk. The road was glare ice. He has ice shoes; he knows he has ice shoes, so he has no problem with the ice. I continue to wear my mukluks when I take him or the mares for a walk because this is good for my balance.

Today, as Tinni and I were on the home stretch, one of the nasty snowmachines, the sort that make noise and are very fast, pulled up behind Tinni and me. The intent on the part of the driver was to go on past us. Tinni was not going to allow for this. He pulled on the lead line, and I let him go. He raced down the road in the direction of our driveway, at a full gallop. The snowmachiner stopped behind me. I stepped out into the middle of the road and kept going. The snowmachiner finally turned around and went in the opposite direction.

Just now I thought that if Tinni had not had ice shoes on, that he most surely would have fallen and hurt himself. Sad to say, we live in a world where very few have any knowledge as to how to behave around horses. This sort of knowledge went out the back door when the Model T came in the front door.

And even back then, the number of individuals who had an affinity for horses was most likely pretty low.

The human race, in so many ways, is despicable. The sad thing is, we have the capacity to make the world a better place but lack the foresight needed to pull this off.

We have met the enemy, and he is us. This is what Walt Kelly, the creator of Pogo, once said. No truer words have ever been spoken. We are on the verge of witnessing our own demise.

The slow demise is more painful than the fast demise. As John Irving said in the Hotel New Hampshire, sorrow lingers. This is also true. The more compassion and empathy one has, the more seeing what the ignorant are doing to our planet hurts.

Enough said. I took off my blinders, and perhaps I ought not have done this.

Next: 79. 3/22/22: The Wind Returns

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