Usually I go out, let the cow in with the calves, then come to the house and grab the Ipad to check Facebook or play Sudoku for twenty minutes or so. Then I go out, separate the cow from the calves, and come back inside.
This morning, after putting mom with the babies, I lingered outside, reminding myself to look around and be aware, be alive. What did I see? A moon in the east, growing smaller now, but still lighting up the night sky well enough that no flashlight was needed. To the west, a faint rosy-red glow where the sun would soon be coming up. As the glow got brighter, I appreciated the skeletons of trees making designs in front of it. "I should go get my camera," I thought, and then resisted the impulse, because I knew that would take away my "living in the moment".
Then I concentrated on the sounds around me. At first I only heard the breeze rushing past my ears, but when I walked around the house and got out of the wind, I could hear my feet swishing through the grass as I walked. Standing still, I heard the apple tree leaves rustling, and in the far distance, the sound of traffic on 24 highway.
That's about as far as I got, experimenting with my senses, but it was an amazing experience. For several minutes, I was actually living life, not just existing or trying to find something to say or show on the Internet. I did finally get the camera, by the way, just because I was ready to come inside anyhow.
The thing is, though, that no picture can match reality. I need to take a lot more time looking at the real thing rather than taking pictures I will look at one time and never again.
With bellies full of milk, Moose watches Mama Kitty in the distance and Whitey practices his new-found skill, grazing.
Gypsy hangs out near her mom as long as possible, even when there is a fence between them.