Oh, Deer!
They have become ubiquitous here at the Lovestead.
Seems we cannot go outside without seeing the various little pods of Bambi's coming and going.
And, they're almost getting friendly.
Bill says they're also getting impatient about when the heck I'm going to plant my garden.
I received my T-shirt with this beautiful message yesterday. I'm wearing it proudly.
Some may not feel so anxious to welcome "everyone" into all situations in life. In many cases, that is very understandable, especially if those entities intend to do harm.
But when we see situations where the simple reason of "being who you are" has been deemed by judgmental figures as ample reason to shun you from our presence, that is not right.
So, hats off to the West Ada educator who decided to stand for her principles when told to take down her classroom sign of welcome to all.
I think the move backfired in a beautiful way, and now, her worldwide supporters---even thousands of miles away from West Ada School District---are spreading the message far outside her classroom.
This kind of benevolent resistance to the evils being inflicted on the world needs to continue.
I read the article below this morning and must say, figuratively, that it spoke to me.
I learned on Friday that I do not have colon cancer.
I did endure (and I don't say that lightly), the preparation, the dreaded anticipation and the actual experience of having a colonoscopy.
If you've followed the blog, you know I've been dealing with gut distress for the past several months.
Still no definitive answers, but I must tell you that when you have successfully gone through this testing and learn what you DON'T have, it would be an understatement to say that the news is mind lifting.
Besides my continued distress and unplanned weight loss of the past few months, my medical professionals reminded me that my mother had colon cancer and that it does run in families.
Mother was fortunate enough to go through successful radiation treatment and enjoy many more years of her life.
Anyway, all the more reason for her daughter, Pantywaist Marianne, to submit and go ahead with the test.
I won't preach.
Instead, I'll say that I am so thankful and that reading Kathy's article may be of help to someone.
Just in case you've spent a serious amount of time contemplating why people showing pigs at livestock competitions do a lot of staring, here's the answer.
Little Foster has been enjoying the spring weather, especially because the snow is gone and his sniffing radius has expanded.
Two days in a row, this little blind fella has ventured off across the hay field, gone to fence lines and even crawled under fence lines.
The whole hay field and two pastures have received thorough Foster sniffing, and he is a happy little dog.
I'm sure he'll follow similar paths on what's supposed to be a beautiful, warm spring day.
Happy Wednesday.
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