"Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."----Howard Thurman
I could hardly wait to get home this morning and write my new post. I spent my second night out at "Little House on the Prairie" and feel like I've come alive. Last night was much better than the first night. The first night I was worried about everything...Will the dogs run off? Will it be too dark? Do I have to stay awake until the grill is completely burned out? Will coyotes come and howl outside my door? That's how my mind works. Sometimes I even worry if I don't have anything to worry about! Lol.
The night began with me pulling up to Little House and letting the dogs out to run! No exercise pen...just them and 40.2 acres of grass and smells to explore.
A few moments later Lewis (from The Kindness of Strangers post and my new neighbor) pulled up in his white pickup truck. Said he felt the need to come down and explain my new fence ornament. It was nice of him to do that, however, when I pulled up and saw it...I knew exactly what it was and where it came from.
When I talked to Lewis the week before I told him about a cow carcass in the field behind my place. He asked "does it still have the head on it?" I said "yes". He and I had the same thought...we wanted the skull for ranch decor. I told him I thought it would be cool on the fence post.
Lewis explained that he had gone to the person who's field he thought it was and asked if they would mind if he took it. They said it wasn't their field but told him the people who own it are very old and let their son put cattle out there. The son rarely comes out to check on them. That carcass had been there over a year so Lewis decided it would be OK to go ahead and remove it. He placed it on the fence post and said that would be the best place for it...at least until all the remaining hair etc. sloughed off.
We chatted for a bit, he petted the dogs, and he parted saying "I'll leave you to enjoy the rest of your evening." I finished unloading our provisions (basically...dinner to cook on the grill, bottled water, and something warm and comfortable to sleep in) and fired up the grill. Ranch night dinners are always the same, grilled chicken for the dogs (yes they're spoiled), steak and a foil packet of fresh veggies for me, and an adult beverage to wash it all down. Finally, what camp out would be complete without roasted marshmallows for desert. Patch LOVES them!
As usual, Patch, was the first to rise. He woke me in his usual manner...nuzzling me and licking my face...his way of saying "I'm hungry woman, get up and fix me some food, I'm withering away here!" We all got up and headed outside for a walk...I didn't even change out of my pajamas...I LOVE that there's no one around to say "hey, what's with the lady walking around in her pajamas?" As we walked I listened to the birds that drew me to this place.
Seems I'm not the only creature that loves it here.