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Good morning, the funny thing about wisdom, it usually shows up late and figures that’s just the way it is.
So here we are, settling into the beginning of September. It’s been a week or so since my last morning post. Reason being my wife and I decided to take a little trip south, if for nothing else than to see what the other half has been up to. Truth be told, not much has changed from the last time we visited well, except there’s a lot more folks roaming around.
I’ve never seen such a mix of people from all over the world. Streets, shops, counters, sidewalks, you name it, they’re there. Makes you realize Canada isn’t the same country I grew up in. Back then, it was mostly one kind of people, and that was that. Now, it feels like the land’s been plowed under and reseeded with something else entirely. Some folks roll with it, some grumble like a tractor with a stone caught in the blades.
And me? Well, I figure that’s just the way it is. Seasons turn, fields turn, and countries turn too. Can’t stop it. Can’t fight it. Might as well watch, learn a little, and see what comes of it.
On another note, we’re getting some sunshine here in Cottage Country this morning. Still, the air’s cooler than it’s been the last few days. The good news is, we’ve been getting the rain we needed after a long dry spell. Makes the land feel alive again. You learn over the years that you can’t hurry these things. The sun will shine, the rain will fall, and the seasons will turn whether you like it or not. All you can do is watch, tend what you can, and let the rest take care of itself.
On another note, now that we’re back home, there’s a lot of outside work that needs to be done before winter arrives. We did get our firewood in before we left, so at least we won’t have to worry about being cold, which is always nice.
My wife has also done up a lot of our tomatoes for winter. We don’t put them in jars anymore, we freeze them instead. This year we grew some Early Girls, nice and red for eating, some Roma for the pasta sauce my wife makes a lot of, and some yellow low-acid ones. I have to say, those yellow ones are sweet and tasty this year, and easy on the old stomach, not that the Early Girls aren’t as good; they sure are.
I have to admit, we had a really good crop, one of the better ones, despite the dry, hot weather we had. Actually, we ended up with so many that we’ve been selling them out front on our trailer.
It makes you think, after all these years, that the land has its own way of looking after us. You plant, you tend, you sweat, and then it gives back in its own time. Some years it’s easy, some years it’s hard, but it keeps going… and somehow, we do too.
So with that, I’m off to have the breakfast my lovely wife made for me—a bowl of organic oatmeal, simple and good. After that, I’ll head outdoors and get to work. Well, maybe I’ll have a hot cocoa first, just because I can. No harm in starting the day off right.
Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW
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