so I can scrub my place top to bottom.
get some gardening on.
spend time with my face in my mare's mane, breathing in her horsey smell that makes my heart sing. spend some time on a beach walk with the dogs.
spend some time with my canvas and paints.
spend some time doing my nails.
put my feet up, crack a bottle of vino, watch a new documentary about Chanel I got from my best bees.
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This morning at the barn it was eerily quiet.
I'm not sure I even heard a bird.
My mare was extra lovey dovey.
She saw the fresh sawdust after I mucked out as a sign to paw the bedding into shambles and then go down for a roll where she was itching her back with all four legs up in the air like a dog.