Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Wednesday Wordless...

...or "Now I understand why farmers talk to their sheep."

The Real Doctor is out of town for a week, and I am keeping as busy as possible here on the farm, in an effort to get stuff done and keep my mind off of her absence.  Though I've been on the phone and emailing, I just realized that I'd gone over 24 hours without saying anything to anyone face-to-face* except for a hasty "Thank you" to the mailman as he sped off.

The Real Doctor's friend S.  suggested I ought to get a dog so I have someone to talk with.  I'm OK with the sheep--after all, I've taught freshmen. 

*Here's our word of the day:  Meatspace, a back-formation from cyberspace. 

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