|A Gift from the Night Altar's Delegates.|
I have been unable to visit the Night Altar since Hubby left for our northern climes. This is disappointing for several reasons, not the least of which being that I could really benefit from some peaceful, contemplative time in the presence (or non-presence) of beings other than my children.
I must have appeared in dire need of a consolation prize.
A handful of days ago, the Little Lad wandered into the house after wandering the pasture. As he handed me the antler pictured above, he said matter-of-factly,
"This is a gift for you. It's from the cows."
"It's from the cows?"
So pleasant in my hand, I knew exactly what its purpose should be. Gazing out the window at my erstwhile companions I whispered, "I miss you gals too."