The sun was shining yesterday and though the air was cool I figured it was a good time to get some laundry done. The sky was clear and soft, a mirror of light blue stretching far and wide and the mountains stood tall in the distance. A purple silhouette against the prairie sky. The grasses swayed just gently. The cows watched me as I brought my basket out to the line. I am beginning to get used to the complete silence. It is the most beautiful sound.
I threw a towel over the clothes line and grabbed a pin to affix it when I heard the sound. My mind ran through various files of what it could be and I realized I didn’t know. A little panic struck as I worried that one of the goats may have gotten their head stuck or something just took a chicken, it was a sound of desperation, whatever it was. And so like a flash I left my damp clothing and ran behind the greenhouse to the animal pens to see what was the matter.
And there along the fence line stood the most magical sight. Over a dozen horses, donkeys, babies, and mules stood regally against the open space and greeted me. My heart felt fuller, my breath exhaled, my smile got bigger, and I am sure I had the magic of a child in my eyes as I took in this majestic sight. I walked over to the large mule and scratched his neck, felt his soft winter fur across his nose. I chattered to and patted the surrounding horses and wooed the baby donkey nearer (who was the source of the unusual sound). Another dozen horses on rest from cattle roundups and enjoying the miles and miles of prairie grasses began walking towards me as well. I found myself wishing for a camera but knew I could never capture the beauty and just enjoyed the moment and secured it to memory.
It was like an enchanting holiday movie or a commercial, it was so surreal and magical. And beautiful. And even when the day comes that I have my own horses and mules and donkeys, I shall not lose that wonder of seeing them there to greet me. It felt like an early Christmas gift. This prairie and all its beauty and quiet is a gift indeed.