Turn out arrived later than usual today, a hazy one accompanied with a heavy heat, thus a more moderate tempo out to pasture in the eve until dusk. Even with the delay, the road to bliss kept to it’s contemplative, reflective mood…a sacred ritual of the day. These fellows tied up with us, turned out even later which made their reunion with their mates all the more sweeter. A time to roam and frolic, a time to be renewed and refreshed, to rebuild and restore the spirit…a time for bliss. Half way between heaven and earth they say, we can seek and find our essential reality. This is what high summer in God’s country looks like for us.