Sadness and Pony Rides

It is weirdness here. I am abundant with sadness, and it makes it hard to speak today. Woke to rain and sadness over the slwo pace and my racing thoughts. The blueberry picking was depressing even though the mountains were so high and beautiful it made your head spin.


Here is perhaps the ugliest picture of me ever on Freya the pony. She is very naughty and wanted to buck me off yesterday (and nearly did). I had to tell her to behave.


Look at that fatty hairdo.



You can tell she's sassy from her stuck-out tongue.