Been a lot of ups and downs for me all having to do with land lately. Where I live, so beautiful with my ocean hooked to my mountains by my meadows, but less and less land for our horses and dogs. And I guess if you have camels and llamas and donkeys and huge, fanged cats, less for them too.

Unless you can buy it. But even for some folks that bought it a long time ago, or have some extra buckets, the biggest size, to buy it now, a lot of problems sharing the space with other people who are not neccessarily fans of dogs and horses. Or strawberries or apples or cows. They are mostly fans of their own houses.

Been going out to the forest more. Where indeed, not supposed to take the dogs. But still go out, find the paths that not frequented by the rangers, and be happy that it’s a big forest, hundreds and hundreds of acres, where the paths are narrow and the redwoods shade the weird 70 degree January hot sun. And that I can still find ways to let my dogs run and run and run and run.