Thursday, January 6, 2011
Lost and Found
Shortly after I took this photo my camera case, with camera, fell off of my belt. But I didn't know it. I headed down to the barn, patched a fence, fed Charlie, the goats and some steers and the old crippled cow and her calf. I checked on and fed the chickens and saw that Jo had already gathered the eggs. Good girl. I went into our tack room/hay room and tried to clean up a bit and then I petted the barn kitties. Evening feeding down I headed back to the house and felt something wasn't quite right. Something was missing. My hand flew to my waist, while my mind already knew that the camera was missing. Oh no. There is deep mud in front of the barn and it had begun to creep inside too. I began looking for the proverbial needle in a haystack. Trying to remember where I had been and what I had done. Spent a good amount of time looking, the shadows were beginning to deepen. Exasperated I thought what a waste it was that I lost the camera and would have to spend a couple of hundred bucks to get a new one. "Dear God," I said, "This is such a waste I could have given that money away for something good like orphans in another country or something. You know what? If I find it, I will give the money saved away." Then I started walking back and looked on the incline by the fence and there the camera lay. With nary a drop of mud on it. For a second I thought about reneging on the deal. But no way. I think I know just the place to donate the funds too.