Then a great peace came over me & I seemed to hear the pines and the wind and the rocky shores say to me, 'You, lover of the wild, are part of us.' – Sigurd Olson

Wednesday was a perfect spring day; Sunny, warm, and the air as soft as dandelion fluff. I mowed the lawn, played with my horse, and sat of the patio soaking in the sun. As the day wore on, however, my inner weather-forecaster began to grow…

Balance