Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Tucked In

42 degrees and raining, raining, raining.  The Tennessee hills are hidden beneath grey cotton clouds, matching the color of the mud in the pastures and all around the barn.  Slippery, boot-sucking mud.  

In the barn, the horses are tucked away in their stalls quietly munching hay while the rain drums on the tin roof.  Steam rises from their warm, wet backs and all is well in the world of horses and barns.

In the house, the dogs have scarcely stirred.  Don't we humans know it's time to hibernate?

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