Friday, February 1, 2013

The Zen of Goat Milking

There are days, which I wish I had more of, when I am out milking my goats in the morning and nothing else seems to matter. I get lost in thought, lost in time, lost in the rhythm of milking the goat. My mind wanders away and sometimes I get my best ideas out there. It really is a lovely feeling. I am sure you've experienced it too, maybe just during another time. Crafting comes to mind. I call it a craft coma. When you're working away at something and time just gets lost. Eerily, it happens to me in the car too. Sometimes I can be so deep in thought I arrive at my destination with no real recollection of the trip and I have just driven the car!

1 comment:

  1. I do that in the car too, LaVonne, and it is scary to not have any memory of getting to a place. The crafting is a better sort of "coma".