Sometimes even beautiful days have a lull in them that I feel lost as what to do. Retirement is not for the easily bored just as growing old is not for the faint of heart. I have a work order to do later but the puppy dilemma continues and I am wearied of fooling with it. I need refocus my energy on the horse and there is bedding to buy for the walk in stall and also the clear up some of the soggy bog in the feeding area. November has arrived and in glorious fall splendor but the days move almost aimlessly on like driftwood at sea.

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