Yesterday, Tyra again had loose poop. I cleaned her rear end, tail, and legs, using a bucket of warm water and a cloth. I then wrapped her tail in an ace bandage, put a blanket on her, and put her in Tinni’s stall. Pete put the salt block in her shelter, and as well, a water bucket.

We did this once before. It worked then and it worked now. At least we still have the time to tend to the horses although I really miss riding and doing agility with them. I keep telling myself that change is a constant, and that in time, I will (with assistance from the universe) end up finding now what seems to be an elusive balance.

I am mystified by the fact that everyone else seems to have found a balance – I am the one who has not. Either it’s assumed that I will take care of all the hands on book project stuff, or others just do not care because they cannot care. I can’t cease to care.

It gets harder to cease to care when good things seem to be happening. The quilters who I talked to today were really gung-ho about partnering and sharing building space, should this ever come to be. This was because the Saturday Silent Auction went so well.

Sometimes I think back to when we were considering partnering with the VCRS recycling center. Pete and I even went out drinking with a few of the staff. We went to Schwabenhof’s, a restaurant on a hill that served beer and peanuts. There I talked with one staff person in particular about future BLBP plans. I can’t remember what I said because then there wasn’t a whole lot going on. We had no bookcases around town, no plans to send books to villages, no newspaper boxes to paint. The conversations must have centered around finding appreciative readers who’d take on books.

Now we are poised to buy property. We have numerous partners. We have a community following. All this because I picked up, and found appreciative readers, for a handful of books.

I often think of what the project would be like now, had VCRS remained the project base camp. We most likely would have ended up having a building for the books on site. And perhaps the literacy center would now be in the education room. There are many types of literacy, with recycling literacy being one definitional construct. We also would have gotten a grant to build a bookstore, which would now be on the property. I got the VCRS bookstore going. It consists of two small rooms with books on books on books. It’s a crowded and cramped space.

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