Horse therapy yesterday was perfect. Asia loaded without any fuss and I went to Joanna's and had a lovely, two hour ride. I used what Corrie has been teaching me and wow, was Asia's canter just lovely and collected. Lessons are good, no matter how long you've been riding.

The internet comes and goes out here at the Black Hole. Our phone will only call out. John has been on the phone (cell) with Altell/Windstream, our provider for both services. The expected solution day is tomorrow, but as phone service has been sporadic for the last month, disappearing anytime it rains or there's green on the radar within a 40 mile radius, I don't have great hope that there will be a permanent fix for some time. Call my cell if you need to reach me. If I'm in our bedroom or on the screened in porch, I get three bars of coverage. Whoot!

We Who Are Your Closest Friends
Phillip Lopate

We who are
your closest friends
feel the time
has come to tell you
that every Thursday
we have been meeting,
as a group,
to devise ways
to keep you
in perpetual uncertainty
frustration
discontent and
torture
by neither loving you
as much as you want
nor cutting you adrift.
Your analyst is
in on it,
plus your boyfriend
and your ex-husband;
and we have pledged
to disappoint you
as long as you need us.
In announcing our
association
we realize we have
placed in your hands
a possible antidote
against uncertainty
indeed against ourselves.
But since our Thursday nights
have brought us
to a community
of purpose
rare in itself
with you as
the natural center,
we feel hopeful you
will continue to make unreasonable
demands for affection
if not as a consequence
of your disastrous personality
then for the good of the collective.