Today my run was through windswept fields of snow with sun shimmering off the ice coating. In my ears the Black Crowes were singing "and on a good day, I know it ain't every day, we can part the sea." Isn't that the truth? With the endorphins flowing and the sun shining, it does seem like anything is possible! Including waiting! The horses are delayed until mid-February. I am impatient, but I realize this is for the best. I am wiser now. Tired, but wiser for the time.