A Lonely Farm

Reader Contribution by Mountain Woman
Published on May 10, 2010
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This winter, I found myself constantly slipping on the ice. One day, after watching me fall for the umpteenth time, my pragmatic Mountain Man said, “You’ve always got your head up in the clouds. You’re looking at the mountains, at the sky, at everything except where you’re going. That’s wonderful. That’s you; but why don’t you just watch your feet so you can see the ice and then you won’t fall as much?”

“No,” I answered. “I might miss something and I’d rather fall.”

“I knew you’d say that.” Mountain Man replied.

That conversation in a nutshell sums up the difference between Mountain Man and me. While I’m off in the clouds thinking, dreaming, writing, falling and picking myself back up again, Mountain Man is steadily focused on the task at hand.

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