Reality is what you think it is.
My friend Curt and his wife Jean raise quarterhorses onWindhorse Farm. Curt is also a practicing Buddhist who allows me to come and meditate with him in his yurt on Wednesday mornings.
We talk and meditate and talk some more. He is my "uncle"
who helps me learn, a warm and gentle person. Brenda comes to meditate too, we have a small class.
On Wednesday morning we had blissfully blue sky. Last week there were three mares ready to foal in the barn. On the way out to the yurt I couldn't help but sneak a peak. It was so exciting to see the new colt, born the night before.
After our session I got out my camera and started snapping shots of the place.
It's a local sign of spring when cows and sheep and horses have babies!
Farms usually include interesting old buildings and odd pieces of equipment.
She is beautiful!
Maybe next week there will be another new birth in the neighborhood.