Have you ever had the opportunity to smell a buck goat in the middle of the rut?
I’m not sure if you knew this or not, but during the rut (a.k.a. The Mating Season), bucks will oftentimes urinate all over themselves, as kind of a last-ditch, no-holds-barred effort to impress the ladyfolk.
I honestly don’t know if it helps with the wooing, but believe you me, it can get pretty dang ripe!
It’s one of those heavy, musky odors that’s so thick, it’s really more of a taste than a smell. It tends to linger in the back of your throat for awhile, and almost makes you want to wash your mouth out with soap, just to get rid of the aftertaste…
But what does that have to do with gratitude?
Well, I’ll get to it — but first I have to take a step back and start by saying that I had the most amazing morning! Mother Nature was truly on the top of her game today.
I love mornings of all shapes and sizes; they’re just a special time of day for me. But today was extra special. In fact, I daresay it was magic.
For starters, Lindsey and I actually got to bed at a decent hour last night, so I woke up feeling totally rested. And things just went up from there.
I was treated to a fantastic sunrise. (Brief and fleeting, but man! was it gorgeous!) The ground was frosty and the animals were frisky — and all the world just seemed to be putting on a show.
But above and beyond that, there was just something in the air that seemed to fill my soul. Something frosty and fresh.
I don’t know how many times I stopped what I was doing, just to breathe it all in. I couldn’t get enough! It was almost like sucking in a lungful of enthusiasm; breathing in happiness and optimism.
It’s mornings like that just make you glad to be alive. You can’t help but take a good, deep breath — even when you’re standing downwind from the goat pen!
Not even buck musk could put a damper on it.
Mornings like that don’t come along very often, but when they do, I take full advantage of ’em.
Yup, today I’m thankful for magic mornings!
You also might like last year’s rant:
Cuz honestly, who doesn’t like to be thankful?!