Time sure fly's fast. It's been a month since I wrote here. Sometimes I have a lot to say, other times I just think a lot.
      Got hooked on an agriculture site on FB. It's mostly about women, their farm, ranches, animals, family, and other things that hold women together. Yes, I know, I don't have a farm, but I have had. My heart is still on one. I don't think my own family realizes how much I miss it. I know I would have to have some help now, even with butchering, but I still could do most of the work. I just can't do heavy stuff or much raking with my back the way it is, but I would try, and eventually I'd get it done. I know what I want, and how to raise it. I might be a little old fashion on a lot of it, but I know my way works. And like the saying goes, If it works, don't change it. Or is it, If it's not broken, don't try to fix it. Either way, my way is the happy way. (for me anyway).
     I can always visit my daughters little farm. Visit with the chicken, talk to the sheep, work in the garden and anything else I want to do, BUT...it's not mine. They do things their way. Of course it's a good way, but it's not always my way. Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm just being, stubborn. Some people would say I need to accept and embrace the situation. I do, but I'm not always happy in my heart, and in my soul.
    I know that I'm not the only one that feels this way. Many do, and they are stuck in a time and place that they have no control over. I'm great-full that I'm not sickly, and am able to live by myself. Many can't, but there are those that could if they had a little help, but family thinks they are to old, strips them of their life, dignity, their possessions, sticks them into a "home" thinking it's best for them. They never ask, "What do you want?" If they do, they laugh, and say, "You're to old to do that," or "it wouldn't be good for you," or give some other excuse. I guess when a person reaches a certain age, they don't suppose to know what they want or what's good for them.
     Personally, I need my freedom. If I want to buy chocolate ice cream, I'll buy it. I don't need someone wrinkling up their nose about it. Yes, that's an exaggeration, but I think you get the drift. Sometimes a facial expression, or an Innocent comment can do a lot of damage to a person. Some of us can pass it off, but so many can't. When you can't you feel like you are being reprimanded like you were a little child. I see this happening to many when I go shopping. Sometimes it's deliberate, sometime it's not.
    What do I want or what will make me happier? I'd like, maybe 1/4 acre, fenced, able to raise a few chickens, ducks, couple geese, couple turkeys, have a small garden area. and no real close neighbor. I like the solitude and not being bothered. I'm a writer, and need my 'space'. I probably could be a hermit, and be happy. My house should be two bedrooms so I could use one for crafts and etc but not big. Decent size kitchen, ( I don't like to go looking for something I need to cook or bake with). And No carpets on the floor. Need lots of windows for natural light, and room for my house plants. Would be nice to have carport or garage too. I like to work with wood sometimes, and need a place for my material and saws. Is this sounding like a lot? It's really not. Anyway I don't think so.
    If you are reading this, you probably thing, this person is nuts. Yeah, maybe I am. But it's just me and this is my blog, so I can say pretty much what I want.
   With that I think I'll end this and try to get something else done.
    Have a good day.