It is now daylight out at 7 a.m. And the sun sets around 6:30 p.m. On March 21, the equinox, there will be 12 hours of daylight. We’ll be in the clear until September 21, when we’ll then again have 12 hours of daylight. This is nature’s nifty little system.

I worked on a grant proposal until mid-afternoon, it was torturous because I just wanted to get outside. It’s a good proposal – as I wrote, the value in what we are proposing slowly surfaced. The goal is to get bookcases built by the voc. tech. students into area schools and fill them with books. I say in the grant that the beauty of this project lies in the fact that the bookcases will be monitored

Trails in the pen

by what I’m calling “bookcase guardians.” These individuals will keep the bookcases stocked and let me know when more books are needed.

When, finally, I did head out, the temperatures were in the forties and the sun was shining brightly.

I took all four horses for a walk around the loop, individually. They all are now beginning to shed, meaning I will be busy for the next month, removing horsehair and leaving it around for the birds. I like doing this task when it’s warm and the sun’s shining – it’s very meditative. The horses seem to like it too.

I think their having to navigate through tunnels for the past few weeks has been good for their proprioception.

Sassy now rides in the manure sled and is learning how to push the sled with her front feet in it and her rear feet on the outside. I have big plans for her. I want to get her a cart that will have the words Bright Lights Book Project on the outside. The problem with big plans is that there are only so many hours in the day.

I haven’t done any agility since the onset of winter. And my plans to teach Hrimmi to paint seem to have fallen by the wayside. I’m just going to have to start going to bed later and getting up earlier.

Notice here, in this dispatch, that I don’t have any beefy paragraphs, just skimpy ones. I also have not seemed to zone in on a particular topic. We can blame this on the early spring weather, which is very distracting. That’s the one good thing about winter weather – it by its very nature forces one to focus on the writing-related task at hand.

Pretty soon it will be spring for real, and there will be a complete lack of focus on the part of everyone who lives in our area. This will continue through the summer. Everyone will be buzzing around, doing less than usual but complaining about how busy they are.

Gas prices are now going up, so it will be interesting to see if motorists will be staying put more of the time.

So much to think about and so little time to think about it.

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