Spring forward. Or more likely, crawl forward, losing an hour's sleep and totally getting disoriented. Why, why do they do this? It makes no sense. I already should have walked the dogs and I have to call my daughter in an hour and I'm not dressed yet. It's a subtle kind of torture, but it works. Luckily, since it is sunny and warm, I'll focus on the spring part, and hopefully forget about hurling forward.
We watched an interesting PBS show last night on Apache women firefighters in Arizona. The women were strong and confident and courageous. It was a story well worth telling that I had never heard about before. Talk about taking care of the land, these ladies make sure their nest is safe. They don't hand over their power to officials, they know who loves her momma best. I felt inspired. I feel that way about the land around our cabin. It is a treasure that is worth preserving, with 100 plus trees and abundant wildlife, including bears, coyotes, bobcats, deer and the birds. So many beautiful birds. It's their habitat too, and it is irreplaceble.
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