Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Sunshine Plus Fall Equals Pretty






That's Schweitzer.  That's some of Filipowski's hillside and those are Dan Wood's oats. 

Occasionally over the past week or two, I've seen deer enjoying them thar oats.  

That hillside is just gonna keep getting prettier with color, and we're all hoping that Schweitzer's runs don't turn white too soon.

The neighborhood is just mighty pretty these days. 

And, speaking of neighborhood, I visited briefly with my neighbor and classmate Gary Finney yesterday. 

Gary had come to get Uno.

Uno, a well-mannered Quarter Horse gelding, had come to visit our horses the night before.  

Since he showed up in the dark, we knew the likelihood of his owner even knowing he was missing was pretty slim.

We posted on Selle Valley Neighbors that night with no picture cuz it was dark.  

Nobody bit.  Yesterday morning I posted another announcement on Facebook in general with a photo of Uno enjoying his quarters in our first pasture.  

Within five minutes of posting that photo, Liz King provided his name and his owner. 

We enjoyed Uno.  I'm not sure Uno enjoyed Liam who figured he had a new critter to herd. 

Soon after calling Gary, Uno went home with his owner and Gary planned to go see how his horse had escaped his pasture down by the Selle railroad tracks. 

All in a day here in Selle.  One never knows quite what to expect as we enjoy our beautiful autumn in this rural pocket of Bonner County. 

There's much worse news outside of Selle than horses escaping their pastures, and these days most of the news of real things happening at different levels of power within our country defies any kind of logic.  

I made the statement yesterday that we're eventually gonna be so completely inundated with outrageous, bizarro behavior and lies, lies and more lies, that we may get to a point of questioning if 2 and 2 really are 4. 

From a discussion of George Orwell's novel 1984:   

 As Winston thinks, “For, after all, how do we know that two and two make four? Or that the force of gravity works? Or that the past is unchangeable? 

If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable—what then?” 

The mathematical sentence 2 + 2 = 5 thus becomes a motif linked to the theme of psychological independence. Early in the novel, Winston writes that “Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four.” 

The motif comes full circle at the end of the novel after the torture Winston suffers in the Ministry of Love breaks his soul; he sits at the Chestnut Tree CafĂ© and traces “2 + 2 = 5” in the dust on his table.

I truly hope we don't arrive at the same place where Orwell takes his main character in the novel. 

A "slight detour" on the road our nation seems to be traveling right now would be really nice and reassuring that we really are not morphing into the United States of Insanity. 

In the meantime, nobody's gonna convince me that life isn't pretty good here in our Selle Valley sanctuary where occasionally well-behaved horses do sleepovers at other horses' farms. 

Happy Tuesday.  Enjoy the photos. 

























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