Sometimes I get deep and meaningful with my posts and start spewing out stuff about metaphors, nature, and connections. This week, I’m just going to share a few pictures and some good news.
First up, congratulations to my friend and fellow writer, Patrice, who this week became a permanent resident of Canada!
She jumped through all the right hoops, slashed through mountains of red tape, and no doubt wrung her hands in frustration many a time on this journey from “just visiting” to “I’d like to live in the same country as my husband, please.” She is living proof that perseverance, a positive attitude, and a deep trust in good things happening are not just captions for motivational posters. A devout believer that positive attracts positive, she opened herself up to Life, met its challenges, and reaped its rewards, never losing faith that, no matter what happened, things would be OK. She smiled, and the Universe smiled back.
Once again, congratulations to Patrice, and a hearty “thank you” for reminding the rest of us that we have a choice in how we approach our world. Life may be a river, but the Universe is a mirror. We should smile first!
There, that’s my deep and meaningful thought for this week!
Now, let’s move on from deep and meaningful to… goats! A friend has two adult Nubian goats and is looking to sell two kids, Hamish and Hannah. Mike, Scout, and I toyed with raising them here at the barn, so off Scout and I went yesterday to have a look.
Indeed, they were cute little stinkers, but slightly too wild and already too big for any existing structure we have for shelter (if only we didn’t already live in the barn!). They hadn’t been bottle fed as babies and so distrust humans to the point where it would be a lot of work to tame them. So, sadly, we must pass on the babies. I did threaten to steal one of the adults, though! Ereshkigal, who had been bottle fed and was therefore friendlier than some dogs, stole my heart from the moment we met, when she walked up for a nuzzle and then stood by my side like we’d been devoted companions for years. Ah! Love her!
In the end, we had to say no to the babies and had to leave my new buddy behind, and it was the right thing to do. I know at least one other person who’s happy about that decision: