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I was driving around out here one day about ten years ago, on the hard road that is across the river (which is a far better road than ours), and we stopped in front of the house where my dad grew up. It’s about a mile from where I live now. At the time, I lived over a thousand miles away from here, in the suburbs. The road was blocked by geese. Big, tall, gorgeous white geese. I thought the sight was adorable and quite picturesque, these geese waddling in a flock down the road. But I imagined what that stretch of road must be like in the winter. Icy and narrow and curvy and miles, miles, miles from town. Yet, clearly, there were people who lived out here. The house my father grew up in is still occupied, and there are scattered homes and farms in the area. But, wow, the primitive hardship of it all! I mean, how did these people even survive?

I said, “I would NEVER live out here.” And I certainly couldn’t imagine it. I’ve said, or just believed, never about a lot of things. I never thought I could live on a farm.

I never expected to have goats.

I never thought I’d get to hold baby lambs every night while their mamas ate their dinner.

I never thought I’d have miniature donkeys.

I never would have believed I’d have a swarm of chickens at my feet every morning.

I never thought I’d know how to can tomatoes. Or be able to define a conserve. Or make my own cheese. Or grow my own grapes.

I never thought I’d quit writing romance novels. I never expected to be successful writing anything else.

I never thought I’d ever take a halfway decent photo.

I never thought I’d wear muddy boots caked in poop every day.

Or know the difference between hay and straw.

And be able to tell other people the difference between hay and straw.

Life is full of surprises, and the only never that is really true is that….

….you never know what will happen tomorrow.
Especially if you stop saying never.
P.S. Please excuse the mystery fluff scattered about the porch. You never know what dogs are going to bring back from the woods.
P.P.S. It’s okay to use the word never in the same sentence with things dogs bring in from the woods.
P.P.P.S. What have you thought you could never do, but did? And maybe more important, what do you need to stop thinking never about so that you can get something you really, really want?
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I NEVER thought I would build my own chicken coop in TOWN to have my own chickens…..chickens will be here next month (finally!)
Thank you, Suzanne, for getting rid of those NEVERS in your life and helping us learn with you
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Must work harder toward goals and wants.
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As for me, I NEVER thought that I would start a blog and link to this wonderful blogging community!
Jan
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Life is a surprise, isn’t it? Limited only by the ‘nevers’ you place on yourself.
You have been an inspiration, Suzanne…but you know that already. Thank you for being there every day for all of us who follow you.
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Another thing I couldn’t see a need for is handknit socks. I have knit a pair but I won’t be making another pair.
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Enjoy the weekend on your wonderful farm!!!!
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25 years later I am the mother of six and I could not imagine my life without a single one of them. Beginning in the fall we will only have one left at home and I really don’t know what we are going to do. It will be so quiet!
And your doggie in the middle? I laughed through the whole post of pics because you cannot tell which end of that pup is up! He is adorable.
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http://chickensintheroad.com/blog/2009/10/06/trip-to-a-hay-meadow/
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I too have learned never to say never. You just never know what the future will bring, if you are open to it.
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So glad you are doing your “never”, and thanks for sharing it!
Great post!
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Those pooches look very content
And you sound very content to be planted where you are, Suzanne
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http://8-muddyboots.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-this-life-i-wanted.html
I love being in the company of like-minded “folks” such as yourself! Keep writing about the good life!
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