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on storms and the sea


We are (mostly) enjoying our vacation at the beach, while it is inspiring a plethora of new thoughts and discussions for us. Some time in the last four months, when we made the decision to pursue this line of work (this way of life, really) we realized that our days of trips and vacations were numbered. The countdown began. Even when we return to the mountain in the fall we will be coming with a small assortment of animals in tow. Animals who depend on us for food, water, shelter, and just everyday attention and affection. Animals we cannot neglect or abandon.

The things we will give up for this life.

For now we try to see the sights and swim in the sea, soak in the change in atmosphere and scenery while we can. As much as I am cherishing this time, my thoughts can not be distracted for long. When there is food, I wonder what a life that animal lived. When it is just the family, I think, how are the mother hens and their tiny tiny chicks doing? Have any been lost to the weather or a predator? When we go see the shops, I imagine what my life might be like if I spent precious dollars on useless souvenirs that will not make my life better. And the people. Oh, the people. They make me miss the animals the most.

 But this is not the time for missing. This is the time for living. 



Until next time, 
Angela Kelly

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