9-11 anniversary

9-11  Hard to believe that it has been 12 years since that horrific day. I was sitting at the back of my barn aisle way and couldn't believe how low a blue Continental plane was flying that day across my back fields. I ran to the front of the barn, thinking I was going to see this plane go down in the corn fields to the west of me. It was the plane that hit the Pentagon. It had been so low I could see heads in the windows. I was so sure it was going to crash that I called Mike to tell him and that was when I went into house and saw the World Trade Tower come down behind Peter Jennings . I will never forget that moment when he was still speaking, still trying to make sense of it when the tower collapsed behind him- we could see it before he realized what was happening. We can never forget that atrocity. Everyone moves on and life is stronger but we will never forget the terror of that day and perhaps will never be as trusting again.
Today is hot and humid, muggy as a July hot spell. Early morning cubbing was a nonstop run from the moment the huntsman cast the hounds into the first covert. After a 45 min run the hounds were exhausted to the point of "tying up". They needed to stop and sit a spell in the shade so we actually called the day - new meaning to the phrase 'fast and furious'.  I bet the fox was exhausted too, though he never let up his run. Jim said he thought it was probably 105 degrees in the corn with no air. The mares and foals were waiting at the gate to come in at 8:30 am. Those big horse flies have been miserable lately and the horses cannot wait for the dark of the barn. I am hiding in the air conditioned house myself!