I'm going to start today to record on a daily basis whatever happens to strike my fancy. So, it is a very cool breezy day. I just posted 5 short book reviews to The Monthly Reading Challenge. I'm suppose to put away some winter wood today from the woodpile outside but I'm playing hookey from work to write so starting this blog will get done.
I'm having a daily fight with a flock of English Sparrows that are trying to take over my barn. They are making a terrible mess so they have to go. I have destroyed several nests so far they don't leave but they get out of the barn when I am around. I'm just starting the fight so I guess I don't know how far I have to go to discourage them.
I'm trying not to spread myself to thin on WDC because I find so many things that are interesting here and I am trying to work on a new story. I really enjoy sitting at my desk with a cup of tea and reading blogs on WDC.
Judith, Dr. Suess published his first children's book And to Think That I Saw It on Mulberry Street in 1937. During World War II, he took a brief hiatus from children's literature to illustrate political cartoons, and he worked in the animation and film department of the United States Army. My first experience with his work was How the Grinch Stole Christmas, which was published in 1957 and my grandmother bought it to read to me.
I don't know. I think a lot. I have time to think almost any time of the day. I've spent a lot of time over the years emptying thoughts because they are not relevant to whatever present I might be in. Guess I need to think about this question some more.
Mentors: I've probably had several. Certainly, one I will always remember is a riding instructor. She knew a great deal about horses. She also knew many people on the show circuit that we used. We moved our horses into the stable that she was managing. She taught me the proper riding gear I needed. I had one lesson per day. I was riding a very green horse, which she helped me bring along at a proper pace for the horses age and experience. She taught me a great deal about training horses. Her approach to animals was with kindness and patience. I looked her up on Facebook several years ago and found out she was deceased. A certain loss to the horse world.
Mentors are very needed as people grow, live and learn.
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