Well, I should say, “pitch fork perfect!” A couple Sundays ago that was my impression
of country life. Driving around the
corner, I see our nearby friends out with propane burner burning some
weeds. Just down the road, here comes an
elderly guy in elderly overalls, with his pitch fork in one hand, cane in the
other! Moving slowly uphill but looking
pretty happy about it.
Not that I always need inspiration, but that vision played in my head
the next twenty minutes on way to church.
To go sit with quite a few similar gentlemen in the pews, albeit none of
us quite as wizened as that man. Shows
you what a simple life and simple pleasures can do for the soul.
As for country, I’m getting too much of it on my now-four day/week work
schedule. Working with Michele to put up several hundred feet of wooden rail
fence, temp mesh fencing and way too much mowing of weeds.. Toss in some trenching and irrigation work,
and you’ll see why having acreage is a mixed blessing one ought to carefully
consider long before buying one’s dream property. 20+ mph sustained winds the last few days
mean 1+ tired Jose. But no regrets since
maybe this is a good exercise program too!
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