Times Changes Us
GF turns out to be quite the farm girl, gardening, cooking, doing yard work.
She loves to "play outside" as she calls it. As a result our place is like Monet's Giverny, only without the pond.
I help out where I'm asked, yet I want more time to write, read, contemplate, listen to music and do my art.
Myself, I am more the contemplative type, who likes the comfort and quiet of shelter keeping the noise
of the world out. Today I planted mixed flower pots for her with 3 different types of flowers each.
Tomorrow we are going to the garden at an acreage to set up the sprinkler system and seed more plants.
We have two days of sun coming up, so better to get out with the sun's warmth to keep us company.
I grew up around small family farms, I've done my share of hard work around gardens and livestock.
I'm not really interested in revisiting that lifestyle, yet with inflation increasing cost of living,
we've been forced to take a different tack. We've become constant gardeners. Part of me likes it, but another
part of me would rather go a different way. Only at the moment there are few choices for options to choose from.
So, I'll just go with the flow. From a basic standpoint, our lives have become somewhat idyllic, like in Victorian novels.
You might say romantic even, filled with so much flowers, friends and food, a veritable paradise. So it seems. So it is. So it is...
Yet, the more things change, the more they stay the same. My face hurts today, I've been babying it. That means rest, not play.
Posting on my journal is a good distraction, and gives me pause to sort things out properly. No idea what life will be like tomorrow.
I'm just taking it a day at a time, like most, I suspect. We can run, but we can't hide, so let's just make the most of who we are.
That's all I've got to say atm. Hope everyone out there is enjoying a weekend of sunshine or rain, or hiding indoors, or whatever your pleasure.
Have a great day!
dr. π (pi)
.
She loves to "play outside" as she calls it. As a result our place is like Monet's Giverny, only without the pond.
I help out where I'm asked, yet I want more time to write, read, contemplate, listen to music and do my art.
Myself, I am more the contemplative type, who likes the comfort and quiet of shelter keeping the noise
of the world out. Today I planted mixed flower pots for her with 3 different types of flowers each.
Tomorrow we are going to the garden at an acreage to set up the sprinkler system and seed more plants.
We have two days of sun coming up, so better to get out with the sun's warmth to keep us company.
I grew up around small family farms, I've done my share of hard work around gardens and livestock.
I'm not really interested in revisiting that lifestyle, yet with inflation increasing cost of living,
we've been forced to take a different tack. We've become constant gardeners. Part of me likes it, but another
part of me would rather go a different way. Only at the moment there are few choices for options to choose from.
So, I'll just go with the flow. From a basic standpoint, our lives have become somewhat idyllic, like in Victorian novels.
You might say romantic even, filled with so much flowers, friends and food, a veritable paradise. So it seems. So it is. So it is...
Yet, the more things change, the more they stay the same. My face hurts today, I've been babying it. That means rest, not play.
Posting on my journal is a good distraction, and gives me pause to sort things out properly. No idea what life will be like tomorrow.
I'm just taking it a day at a time, like most, I suspect. We can run, but we can't hide, so let's just make the most of who we are.
That's all I've got to say atm. Hope everyone out there is enjoying a weekend of sunshine or rain, or hiding indoors, or whatever your pleasure.
Have a great day!
dr. π (pi)
.