New Experience
Not so happy stuff first…
As I write this there is a search going on in the state for an active shooter. We are seemingly far from there, but a friend who works at DIY Craft & Thrift is not. She is sleeping on our couch tonight. Hopefully all will be well in the morning.
Here are some happy things from today:
- Bel & I, with a little heavy work help from a housemate, got the wire mesh stuff under the chicken coop. There is more to do before the chickens can stay outside, but strides were made. In order to cut the mesh Bel and I rigged a way to hang the roll from the Baja car. It was then super easy to measure it out.
- The book I am listening to, I See You've Called in Dead, is basically about someone's trials and tribulations learning how to live a fulfilling life. I'm enjoying the story. At one point the main character helps fulfill a friend's dream. Then he asks a question that I will try to paraphrase and hopefully not lose the meaning in the process. There are things that we experience for the first time that are special, partly because it is the first time, how often does that happen? This was much better stated in the book. Anyhow, now I'm thinking differently about the saying, “Every day is a new day.” It is more than a new day, it is a new way to choose to experience life. This isn't the first time I've realized this, I am hoping that I'm internalizing it better this time though.
- For the first time today Bel and I explored parts of the property in the woods out back. If the satellites and phone app were accurate, there is a bridge at the back of the property. It seems to be part of an unmapped ATV or snowmobile trail? Whatever, we had fun exploring.
- While doing the dishes I noticed that some of the tulips I started in water have started to produce flowers!
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Currently listening to: I See You've Called in Dead, by John Kenney.
Continued to read: A Trail Through Time, by Jodi Taylor.
Thank you for being here and being part of my daily happy things. Stay safe!










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