24/12/2024
T’was the night before Christmas and I'm out at the barn blanketing my horses to keep them all warm.
They're munching on hay, tucked cozy in stalls. Not aware that it's Christmas or a special time at all.
They dream of green pastures from their pine-scented beds. No visions of sugarplums dance in their heads.
This season is special, but the horses don't know. They safely eat their hay out of the cold.
It's nearly midnight now, the songs are all sung, then I remember a story told when I was young.
How our horses can all speak to us with ease and delight, on this very special Christmas Eve night.
I walk to the stable, going thru the barnyard. Reasons unknown, a calling I can’t disregard. I slide open the door stand there and smile. Then slowly I walk down the dimly lit aisle.
A nicker from Odin, a soft snort from Crouton, the twinkle from Spumoni’s bright blue eyes have my heart racing on. Wild wakes from a slumber gently lifting his head then lets out a sigh and goes back to bed.
Next comes Maple and Peaches who prick their ears forward so sweet as they bat their eyes and bed for a treat.
Paddington and Jack come into sight as I reach into my pocket for peppermints that they both crunch with delight. Their breath billows into gentle clouds and I smile knowing all is right because their presence makes me feel warmer as I walk through the frigid Maine night.
I think about parties bright lit and warm, the ones we don't go to because of the farm. And vacations and holidays that we usually don't get, because of the animals and chores to be met.
Walking back to the end of the peaceful barn aisle, I stop to stroke Paddy, and linger awhile.
The horses stop eating, their ears they all lend, and together we all recall some lost friends.
King and Willie watch over us from their cloud feather beds where tonight and always they will rest their heads. And there is one more friend who has joined the heavenly herd; a special dog named Sullivan who spends this Christmas with them in heaven.
I could be at parties with laughter and mirth. But here, where I am right now is the best place on Earth.
Merry Christmas from our herd to yours!🎄
With Love,
Lindsay, Rosie, Daisy, Paddington, Jack, Odin, Crouton, Maple, Peaches, Spumoni, Wild & Georgia.
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