lighter nights

Give me the longer days, anytime. It's always harder to get up in the pitch black (when it's cold as h@ll) to feed the horses in the AM, then work, swim, and then it's dark again (and getting colder) and time to clean stalls and feed the horses in the PM. By then it's maybe 8 PM, but it feels like 11 PM, dinner isn't made, other chores aren't done and the cats are in royally snotty moods since they are hungry and have had no attention since 5:30 AM. On the other hand, on a bitterly cold, cloudless AM, the stars are brilliant and Venus is at its best; the horses nicker sleepily at approaching footsteps and Elsa, the barn cat, usually waits at the barn doorway proudly showing off the latest mouse that she's killed. It could be worse... -LBJ

Give me the longer days, anytime. It's always harder to get up in the pitch black (when it's cold as h@ll) to feed the horses in the AM, then work, swim, and then it's dark again (and getting colder) and time to clean stalls and feed the horses in the PM. By then it's maybe 8 PM, but it feels like 11 PM, dinner isn't made, other chores aren't done and the cats are in royally snotty moods since they are hungry and have had no attention since 5:30 AM. On the other hand, on a bitterly cold, cloudless AM, the stars are brilliant and Venus is at its best; the horses nicker sleepily at approaching footsteps and Elsa, the barn cat, usually waits at the barn doorway proudly showing off the latest mouse that she's killed. It could be worse... -LBJ