It's an old song...I sang it often as a little girl.
Who knew that it would become a theme in my life...
"where never was heard a discouraging word,
and the skies are not cloudy all day."
I thought about this song while watching sheep in a field.
Strolling through the field felt like being 'home on the range.'
Instead of deer and antelope, I saw sheep play...
On the three and a half hour walk, the conversation with my husband was quite encouraging.
The sky was a beautiful blue with full, puffy clouds.
Today, I am remembering, reflecting, reviving...
in my everyday 'home on the range.'