I am no longer living overseas. "Blithe Traveler" is a misnomer, unless you find stories about how I occasionally get lost on my way to Wal-Mart entertaining.
Hope is rather adamant that I should stop blogging now: "We are not interesting people any more! What could you possibly write about?" says the red haired girl. Tom, on the other, is a fan of the blog. He and I have a similar sense of humor, so he finds me entertaining. Whereas Hope just thinks I am a bit ridiculous.
The problem is, I do like to write. I'm not completely clear that I care if anyone is reading, but I do seem to have a strong desire to pound on a keyboard. Plus, I think Hope is wrong. We bought a farm, we will continue to do some, significantly more limited, but some travel, and, there are always horses. It is where I got my start as a "writer." While we may or may not be "interesting people," I do think there are interesting things to write about.
For example, meet Ginger. She's an honest-to-goodness rescued horse. She came from Camelot in New Jersey. She's a lesson horse, and the nicest one you will ever meet. She is honest, willing, sensible, and not in the least opinionated or mare-ish.
She and I are going to hang out for a few months (I'm half leasing her for September and October). I am not sure there is time or money in my life for horses in the next few years, but I'm giving it a go for a few months to see what happens if I try to ride a few days a week.
Apart from Ginger, I have a few ideas for topics that I'd like to chat about, so I think I'll post things as they come up. Maybe some moving stories, farm stories, life stories. Not every day, of course. But, when I feel the urge.
So, thanks for reading, I'll be around. In the meantime, I need to get back to my kitchen; as usual, things are a mess and it's long past time for me to get cracking.
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