SUMMER SOLSTICE

 

It is another spectacular day on Planet Earth! The weather is near perfect. We have a string of days, with the highs in the low seventies F and cool nights, perfect for sleeping. It is a wonderful way to celebrate the Summer Solstice and that is the way it is on Laughing Water Farm.

I don't know what to write today. Well, nothing unusual about that. Today I am preoccupied, by the awareness, of how many things I need to do. Just little things that I have neglected to do. I had, yesterday, slated to be my catch-up day. However, the gentleman from the repair shop was scheduled to pick up my lawn tractor. I thought he was coming in the Morning, he didn't get here until Afternoon. I used the excuse to procrastinate. I didn't do any of the scheduled things.

I have learned to deal with procrastination by doing things when they come into my mind. Yesterday, I was giving myself the day off. Of course, if I was completely successful, with dealing with procrastination, I wouldn't need a catch-up day.

The young man who was helping with chores, like cutting down dead trees and some fencing projects, is moving to Duluth. I had plans to utilize his skills all Summer. He did get the most important things done.

I am at a point in my life where I can't look into the future. I mean, less that usual. I have no objection to just living in the moment. However, at this moment I would like to get more sheep but I don't know if I will be able to deal with whatever work it entails. There are things now, I can no longer do, with the ease that I once had. I have a barn and chicken coop that need to be cleaned out. These are two tasks I had hoped to accomplish with my handyman.

The bodies aging is kind of a mysterious thing. Sitting here, it seems like I could do anything. Then I move my body do do something; shovel manure, weed a garden, walk up or down stairs carrying something, and I am suddenly old. And, sometimes I can be very old indeed.

Accepting mortality, in terms of disintegration of body function, is much harder than death. At least, I think it is. I am not there yet. I can still do everything, just slower. The risk of falling down, which I have done frequently all my life, suddenly becomes more serious. That is what statistics say. I don't seem to get hurt. I just worry about getting up. I fell down, the other day, in the chicken coop, reaching for an egg laid, in a corner just beyond my reach, I don't get hurt. I do have to find ways I can pull myself up. Suffice to say, that I am at a point in my life where things are likely to change. That is okay. I don't really mind. I will be happy, no matter what happens.

I have discovered that happiness is a decision I make. I will be in love with life regardless of what happens.

I am going to start on my list of neglected chores.

Be happy!

Love and Peace, Gregg