Beautiful weather, sunny, warm, snow melting here, no snow in town. Plenty of daylight. This is what happens. The weather will be good for another month or so, then wham, it will start raining and continue to rain until next winter. Best to get out while the getting is good.

I did take Raudi for a walk this morning, it was a good walk. She was her usual agreeable self, and I was my usual agreeable self. I remember when I first got her, she would routinely get away from me. This went on for the first three years. When finally, I started walking her with her bridle on, she did not attempt to get away from me.

Knowing what I know now, I would have left her with her herd for the first four years. She has always been a herd bound animal, and this was because I took her from her herd too soon.

Raudi with her mother

Back to the wayback machine, and changing the past based on what we know of the present. If we corrected what we see now, and was then, things would be different.

I have a lot of regrets. But these regrets are based upon perception. I just can’t seem to change what is from what was.

I want more memories related to my horses. I want to keep doing things with them. I want to teach Hrimmi to paint. I want to also teach her to pull a cart. I would like to resume doing agility again.

Tonight, Pete printed up pictures of BLBP events, so that we can mount them on a display board. It is pretty amazing, to go back in time and then slowly move forward, like a turtle, stopping where we are now. I really had no idea when I started salvaging books, what would become of my initial venture. I had no idea at all.

And maybe we are now at the point in which whatever now happens will not be a surprise. Maybe what happens next – we get land, we get a building, we get a literacy center going, maybe this is now within the realm of possibility and therefore won’t be surprising.

I put in another long day today. I knew this was going to be a long day and that tomorrow will be a long day and the day after will be a long day. There will be a lull in a week or so, then another series of long days.

Pete has been working hard too. His drive and determination keep me going. It’s good, to be living with a man who was born under the sign of taurus. He is a bull. Me, I am a woman who was born under the sign of Virgo. I am a sheep. This is why I get pushed around a lot. We do seem to be able to graze in the same pasture, in an equitable fashion.

I can think of no more to say. Once again, I am drawing a blank.

Next: 105. 4/16/24: Let the Fun Begin