I turned these guys out after they spent a couple of days in corrals. They would rather be in the big pasture but they will have to wait their turn for a couple of days while Star gets used to the others. This is Brown (20 year old half Arabian gelding) and Nevada (seven year old Arabian gelding). Continue reading
The plan is to introduce Star to the pasture with the help of two reliable, sensible horses. I am sure he would have more fun with the other youngster but he doesn’t need to learn ALL the cliffs to climb on the first day. There will be time enough for wild adventures later. Of course the plan assumed that he would follow and stay with his babysitters.
Just woke up from a disturbing dream. I was in a big old building, like a hotel or a school dorm. Really big, old like monastic, stone walls and stained glass old. Old.
There’s a ghost in the dream, a spectre I’m aware of. I’m getting ready for bed and the lights are off and I hear the little ghoul. It’s a child. It’s a seven year old size ghost and I hear its little bare feet trot into the room. I see it out of the corner of my eye. It lingers at a door then goes into the next room, giggling, a creepy distant sound in the dark.
I don’t see it clearly enough to say if it looks like a boy or a girl, it’s a shimmery scampering thing is all. I don’t act as one should in scary dreams so, heart pounding, I follow it quietly. I can see it just barely, now crouching on the window sill. It’s a great big window with sills big enough to sit in, and heavy drapes. It’s giggling and clutching the drapes around itself. I still can’t really see it but out of the corner of my eye.
I flick on the light switch but the lights don’t go on. I run at it and grab it by the shoulders anyway. It grabs at my face but I wrap it up and hold its arms down. I cannot decide what to do with it and I wake up.