This morning, on the farm, a big pony was under the apple tree in the pasture, pulling apples out of the tree, grabbing branches in her mouth and shaking them until the apples fell out. A border collie puppy was creeping up on the sheep, trying to figure out how to get them to do what she was telling them, and not really succeeding.

The two were startled to come across one another, and seemed to say hello, then went back to their business, a fleeing moment, two different sense of beings coming together in their lives. Two professionals, I thought, sharing their cup of coffee.