So I started to pay attention to what I was doing. To look at my goats when I took in their hay - really look. I noticed how shiny their coats are and the size and depth of their goaty eyes. I started looking out over the hill at the trees and the mountainsand how the fog rises up between the hills that border the highway miles away. I looked at Clover, my pony. I saw how speckled with gray her chin and her main had become; how furry the insides of her ears are and she has big white polkadots down her
I've noticed all of that before but just hadn't thought about it in the while. My head was too stuck into getting all of my work done so that I could go back into the house to do a little more work before showering and getting dressed so that I could drive the 17 miles into campus to work even more.
Since I've decided to take the time to appreciate my mornings a little more, I've noticed lately that I have been feeling much happier. I only takes a little bit longer to get ready in the morning but I am much more content. It's a good feeling. It's about time.