I gave the flowers a quick drink from the hose. Some look all right, but the petunias are getting scraggly. Well, look what popped up right in the middle of them! Where did he come from?
The sky was wonderful. These are the kind of days that make Cheeseheads glad they live here. It was about 62 degrees or so.
Here is a closer view of the cornfield. I really wasn't taking pictures of the corn stalks. I was trying to get a picture of the sky.
Hopping back in my van, I kicked up a bit of dust exiting our dirt parking lot. Truth be told, I didn't want to see anyone. It was that kind of day.
I drove around McDonald's in the drive-thru circle and then on to a nearby park. I sipped my coffee and sat at the park for a long time, trying to make sense of my life. And failing. And also working on some letters and my sermon, and partly succeeding.
There are roadblocks in front of me that I do not even begin to know how to overcome.
I'm feeling uncertain and a bit powerless. There is so much more I want to do, and time is short.
It seems I am much more aware of time passing, of changes in my face and my body, and my life and those in it, of lost opportunities....that sort of thing...than usual. I don't know if that is good or bad. I suppose it depends on what I do about it.