The Unbearable Dailiness of Being

I was driving along not long ago, spinning around inside my head the way one does, pondering bills and responsibilities and necessities and obligations. This errand run, that errand still to do, animals to feed at a certain time which was my essential deadline for the expedition.

Peripherally I was aware that it was a beautiful day in a beautiful setting, with mountains and desert and sky. But mostly I was caught up in the grimly mundane.

Then I glanced at a horse pasture as I was going past, a...