Seeing a Man about a Horse

I should probably finish cleaning the house..but since I have been awake since five am with the best and most beautiful twinners ever... a lot has been done...so I can take a break....

and maybe wish  little......for a phone call.... 

You see I went on a road trip with my mack daddy (read husband there, because after all, it really is) yesterday down  country road, to see a man about a horse (that's code for job interview)

It was a nice country road, well traveled but quiet.  Wide open scenery, lovely but very cold snow.....um....1 degree at one point!  Some of the snow was clean and pure and undefiled by tracks and others were dotted with deer track...and lined with snowmobile tracks, other sow was just muddy from the cows milling around.

But it was all beautiful.

I found myself looking at the houses and picturing myself there...this isn't really the house, but you get the idea.

I could live there, I could live anywhere I have decided...except maybe smack dab in the middle of a big ole city there I can't have a garden.....or  cow....

but I have decided to bloom where I am planted.

I think I am blooming here.....I love it here....but I would also love it other places,  other places that he is seeing a man about a horse.

one horse would really take us home...and I mean home home. Home where three of my seven bloomer buttons were brought home too, and where their father has a history going back four generations, home where my heart has always been.  It is almost to wonderful to think about...so I don't..because then I will want it too bad....and jinx the whole thing....

so we wait and we go on road trips, and yesterday's cold white trip was good too...it would take me back to where some of my family has been for four generations....it's just a whole lot colder!

So I could and would bloom there or here or wherever.....

I would just like to bloom..... (don't look at my bum...cuz it unfortunately bloomed long before its time)

I would like somewhere to grow old and establish roots.....

it can be somewhere that we already have roots, or maybe somewhere completely new....but I need some roots....and a front porch....

.....and a cow.....

I need my bloomer buttons to feel like they belong....to a town...to a house....to a place...

 oh don't get me wrong they all feel at home at home home....

but I can't think about that too much....

I get weepy....in fact I am weepy now...so nothing new....

 (I used to get weepy every time we left this town after coming home to visit.....but then we found this community...and I don't get weepy that much...unless I think of my children growing up where their father and four of his progenitors grew up and lived and died and loved....then I am really weepy)

sssssooooooo....I am ready to bloom where I am planted....but I have no idea where that is supposed to be....so I am frustrated.....and weepy....and waiting.....

There is the scripture that says....

"Be still and know that I am God"....

I don't know how to be still.....and to have patience and wait.....I try...really I do.

So please......say a little prayer for me and mine...that we (I) will have patience ....and to bloom where we (I am) are planted.....and that the man with the horse will decide that it is ours to keep.....

love, me, weepy...but not wailing yet

p.s. ou cn click on the title for a better talk then mine...