Spring Has Sprung on The Astral Plains

We did it.  We finally named the farm.  The Astral Plains.  It was a name that came to us, actually I think it was Wayland's idea, early on.  Also considered were Mystic Fields, Soul Dreams, and Spice of Life.  We wanted something that would embrace our love of the Sci-Fi and Fantasy genres, but it was more than that. We wanted something to tell people who we are.

We're dreamers and thinkers.  We're creators.  We're open to the possibilities of life - the endless possibilities of life, our planet, our universe, and beyond.

Here on The Astral Plains we feed imagination while making dreams reality.  Here on The Astral Plains you can find peace and inspiration.  You can find love and acceptance.  You can find yourself or you can look for your self.

Yes, I will be teaching horseback riding lessons on The Astral Plains.  But, it is so much more than that.  I'm offering a chance for people to live life the way they want to live their lives.  I'm offering hope for the future, a new beginning, a way to relax and enjoy a day on the farm.

My hope is that people will come here to embrace life.

Yesterday we had a chance to embrace an evening like no other evening.  Our dear friends, Skogen and Lulu, came over for dinner.  As usual we enjoyed preparing a meal together and watching the antics of the critters.  A spring thunderstorm rolled in and it rained for over an hour.  Thunder made the dogs cower in fear, but the rain brought green grass and spring buds.

As the rain began to subside we noticed the driveway had flooded and the horse field had given birth to a river and a lake.  Strider, who is usually a cautious dog, waded knee deep into the new lake.  He chased the spiral of water flowing into the drainage pipe and watched it cascade out the other side in a waterfall over the rocks and cinder blocks.  He spooked  at something, making a big splash, spooking the horses as well.

Brave Deacon had to come over and check out what was going on and he began splashing in the lake on his side of the field.  Water loving Smokey and Prince quickly joined in.  And even Land Lubber Sonny visited the lake.  Bandolero was having none of it, though grazed close by as not to be left out of the herd.

Soon, it was a big horsey wading pool.  Everyone was splashing away.  Luckily, Wayland noticed the fun and went for his camera early so we have several shots to commemorate the affair.  Smokey went down to roll not once, but twice.  Perhaps he wasn't wet enough after that big rain shower.  Or perhaps he just really loves water.  Prince, who usually gets both front feet into the water trough to splash was much happier with this new lake.  He splashed and splashed, and then put his nose into the water to blow bubbles and get a bite of hay off the bottom.

It was better than any movie or TV show I've ever seen.  I could watch my horses play all day long.  This was truly a special treat and a moment I will cherish as long as I live.  I'm thrilled that I got to share it with not only my husband, but also the Studebakers because that's what The Astral Plains are all about - sharing love with each other.

Not an hour later the lake was gone.  It had all drained out through the drainage pipe, which deserved some time off after doing such a good job.  This morning even the river is gone.  The grass is greener, and bushes that weren't blooming yesterday are blooming today.  Spring has sprung on The Astral Plains.

Now, we will sit back and enjoy the ride as soon as we finish all the work that needs to be done.