Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Out to Pasture
I have never had a pasture. Until this year that is. My most favorite thing in the world is a pasture. On road trips I am always looking at pastures that belong to other people wishing it was mine. I have pasture envy.
This year I have pasture. With the sad demise of Sunny, and Penne moving on to greener pastures, I suddenly have a pasture be it ever so small.
Everyone is enjoying the pasture.
Who knew that something so simple as a bunch of grass could make me so happy.