How long is a week? Well, as the snow and rain keep pounding Virgina and the never ending mud becomes more and more like quick sand I think seven days. When the seventh day arrives we will be the proud owner of a beautiul ranch, home and new chapter waiting to be written There are pastures that are established and have grass, yes I said grass. No mud, no trees, and no roots sticking out everywhere. A safe place for the horses, and a place where I can go and feed the horses without worrying about being sucked down and walk right out of my boot to land face first into the mud. Yeah, if someone would of saw me they still would be laughing. Seven days till our piece of Paradise is ours, and we will see new foals in the fields in a couple months and we will make this place our home. Seven days seems like forever right now…..