Saturday, July 26, 2014

Dream Life

This is the main doorway to Nelson Greene's barn. It's where Gibson and I get most of our hay (one of our many hay banks around the county). He never hesitates to follow wherever I go. When I leap up into a barn, he leaps behind me. I called him to me from inside the timber cathedral and he took a seat like a king looking over his kingdom. I sometimes wonder if he knows he is living a life so many dogs could only dream of. I think he does.


Blogger Lara said...

He does look quite handsome up there! I think my dogs are enjoying the dream life right now as well. Swimming, chipmunk chasing, laying in the shade, and lots of my company while school is out for the summer, and lots of other company that will feed them under the table....

July 26, 2014 at 3:03 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This isn't connected to the post, but I was reading Cold Antler Farm today and got to the chapter where you talk about the leaves changing color while we still consider it summer. It made me smile because I'd just started to notice those first ruby leaves yesterday. It had made me feel a little sad, like I'd blinked and missed a season, but reading your take on it changed my perspective for the better.

July 27, 2014 at 8:46 PM  
Blogger Tamizh said...

Well said, life is the most beautiful thing that any human being would like to concentrate on.Every one has their own dreams, but defining What are dreams is too difficult for them.

August 19, 2016 at 2:01 AM  

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