A perfect storm

That's what this week is, and since it's only Thursday, I'm still hanging on for dear life. I would love nothing better than to quietly curl up in my own comfortable cocoon of home and farm when it is over, but as timing would have it, I take off tomorrow afternoon for our church's women's retreat at the coast. I'm praying that ends up being a blessing in the disguise of "one more thing on the list." I'd back out if it weren't for the fact that my dear friend Kate is going with me again this year. She's already pulled me back from the brink once this week, letting me totally fall apart on her shoulder. Totally saved my sanity that day, she did.

Anyway, the ewes and lambs have been cooped up too much of the week, and my horse hasn't been out since Sunday. But that's enough about my life; I will leave you with this and get back to the salt mines:

That's it for today from . . .