The few years I have had the privilege to write this blog have been full of the kind of change that any astrologer worth their salt could expect from a person turning 27, then 28, then 29, then 30, then 31.

It has been a time of tremendous change for me, all kinds of uncomfortable transitions and such. A lot have been while standing still (at least as still as a young horse) while still others have been on the move (the kind of moving that has been eerily reminiscent of years I don’t mind keeping in the past).

Now I am farming, raising animals or more accurately letting them raise me. I am embarking on a scholarly endeavor to become a veterinarian beginning in the fall (if one chooses not to count my independent longstanding obsession).

Last I checked a queer poor high school drop out recovering drunk former thief and prostitute and all around bad egg who has a bad habit of thinking too much and an even worse habit of vocalizing those thoughts doesn’t get to try this hard or live this good.

So thank you.

This blog has had a number of stories about generational trauma, hurt in my early years as well as tear wrenching and/or side splitting times from my wilder years. However, as some of you, dear readers, may have noticed in the past few posts, I am changing the heading a bit.

You can expect more of the present tense which is proving to be far more compelling as far as I’m concerned.

Maybe I just can’t stand to hear, “She does so well considering…”

Maybe I’m just more curios about the strange things that happen when I slow down.

Maybe I just want company on a road I never imagined myself on…

So here’s to the new blog. To present tense mistakes,happenings, opinions and animal science.

All Blessings,

Ened McNett May 2016