Where narf contemplates her naval in the dark and learns to live like Earl

Hi All,

I have been press ganged into assisting Stevie-boy in building the new perimeter fence for our house block. The old one just skimmed the house area and didn’t give our dogs much room to exercise and we promised ourselves that this year we would give them somewhere to run, to sniff, to pee and to lie on the cool earth when our long dry summer starts to heat up at the end of February. We finally managed to massage the funds out of the poor long suffering moth eaten sock under the bed. I am considering crowd funding to put it into therapy, and so we find ourselves with the materials, and the time, to facilitate change. (It’s now Wednesday and we facilitated a whole LOT of change and as promised, here is the video of the dogs being released into their larger compound…)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oGo9fDV2v_g

 

Buckwheat porridge made with pureed pumpkin and steamed apple. It tastes like rockmelon. Pinterest is keeping me company ;)

Buckwheat porridge made with pureed pumpkin and steamed apple. It tastes like rockmelon. Pinterest is keeping me company πŸ˜‰

I bought these orchids for $3 a pot at a stall outside the polling booth at the last elections. They were the best thing that happened that day ;)

I bought these orchids for $3 a pot at a stall outside the polling booth at the last elections. They were the best thing that happened that day πŸ˜‰

Steve's bonsai maple and conifer. The maple was taken from under the big Japanese maple at the front steps back when we didn't live here. It was a tiny seedling and it is now a lovely bonsai. This is it's new seasons growth.

Steve’s bonsai maple and conifer. The maple was taken from under the big Japanese maple at the front steps back when we didn’t live here. It was a tiny seedling and it is now a lovely bonsai. This is it’s new seasons growth.

Another one of Steve's bonsai's just starting to bud up

Another one of Steve’s bonsai’s just starting to bud up

The main problem with us facilitating change is that in order to do it, we need to work together. As my dear constant readers are well aware, Stevie-boy and I are a study in opposite. I am not just taking doing things a bit differently, I am talking men are from Mars women are from Venus opposite. Some of the thought processes (if you could call random impulsive racing from one thing to another) that Stevie-boy calls “plans” make my head hurt. I just don’t get how he functions, let alone manages to get through to the end of the day and actually achieve anything. This brings me to my early morning musing on Friday. Last Friday at precisely 4.56am that actually took me away from my RSS Feed blogs to pen this before I forgot…

 

The new Ballerina Apple that our friend bought us for inside Sanctuary where the possums can no longer enter

The new Ballerina Apple that our friend bought us for inside Sanctuary where the possums can no longer enter

Here it is, still in it's bag along with raspberries and other things that our friend gave us ready to be planted out tomorrow, now that we have finally finished the fence.

Here it is, still in it’s bag along with raspberries and other things that our friend gave us ready to be planted out tomorrow, now that we have finally finished the fence.

Note how "fecund" Sanctuary is, the predominate species inside Sanctuary is Tropaeolum majus also known as nasturtiums

Note how “fecund” Sanctuary is, the predominate species inside Sanctuary is Tropaeolum majus also known as nasturtiums

Strawberry and yellow raspberry futures in pots waiting to be planted out

Strawberry and yellow raspberry futures in pots waiting to be planted out

 

Why do I need to have a start, middle and finish to everything that I do? I am not talking plans here, I am talking everything. I like to complete things. I don’t like strings being left untied, “i’s” and “t’s” not being dotted and crossed respectively and anything left undone. I like to finish a task and know that it is, to my best ability, finished. Yesterday was a point in case. I like to work methodically through a task until it is done. I like to make sure that I complete everything

 

Look how green and happy the little citrus that our friend gave us are, now that they are planted inside Sanctuary and out of the pots that they had been living in. No doubt the horse manure that went into the hole with them might have a little bit to do with their happy state

Look how green and happy the little citrus that our friend gave us are, now that they are planted inside Sanctuary and out of the pots that they had been living in. No doubt the horse manure that went into the hole with them might have a little bit to do with their happy state

These potatoes got an early start. I mustn't have managed to find them when I was digging out potatoes last year and these all grew.

These potatoes got an early start. I mustn’t have managed to find them when I was digging out potatoes last year and these all grew.

More spuds and happy, healthy looking yacon that are growing alongside them. This year they won't get out competed by pumpkins!

More spuds and happy, healthy looking yacon that are growing alongside them. This year they won’t get out competed by pumpkins!

You see I am well aware of which direction we are pointing. I know that if we keep having to come back and fix things up, or finish things off, that we are stalling our lives. I like to work through things because I like to start new things and know that the old things are finished and done. That way I can keep pointing forwards and don’t have to go backwards, sideways and upside down in order to live my life. I was thinking, as I shuffled Bezial back to bed for the umpteenth time, about how we live our lives planning, shuffling ourselves, our children, our time, our money from place to place to satisfy some part of something for most of our lives. We seem to make incredibly big jigsaw puzzles out of our lives in order to satisfy something that we just can’t quite put our finger on. I have a deep and unerring desire to simplify my life to the core. Call it the German in me, but I find the essence of processes incredibly delicious. Way down inside all of those processes is/was an idea, a simple idea that started that ball rolling. It may have been a desire to shore up the future, to prevent starvation, to make sure that your children lived past 4 but way back when all of these processes that we assume are vital to our survival, came into being, there was a terrifically valid reason for them. I doubt that most of us even know why we do a lot of what we do. If we stopped and asked ourselves why we ferry our kids to 14 different sporting, dancing, fencing, ape taming events we would see that it isn’t so much to do with our children as to do with keeping up with the Jones’s.

 

One of our two pear trees completely full of flowers. Looks like a good year for pomes

One of our two pear trees completely full of flowers. Looks like a good year for pomes

We left off last week with us having concreted in the poles ready for the fence to be started. Here you can see Steve installing the fence rails

We left off last week with us having concreted in the poles ready for the fence to be started. Here you can see Steve installing the fence rails

Another shot showing you more railing after Steve installed it

Another shot showing you more railing after Steve installed it

Over the other side of the enclosure that we were fencing, this is the view from the upper right hand fence boundary.

Over the other side of the enclosure that we were fencing, this is the view from the upper right hand fence boundary.

Why do we blindly follow processes without question? Why do we perform, by rote, much of what we do in our day as if our lives depend on it? If we step back and take a really good look at the processes the make up our lives, that we feel are taking over our lives, that rob us of time, money, “life” itself are they really important and valid or are they just habits that we and society in general have developed to keep the tracks of society well-greased and operating? I sat in the dark today. I won’t tell you where I was sitting when I contemplated this thought, I will leave it up to your imagination, but in keeping with paring down my life and my processes I thought way WAY back to the essence of “me”. Early morning narf is a whole lot more philosophical than mid-morning narf and don’t even talk to early evening narf. She doesn’t make much sense. Early morning narf, after that first cup of tea is a most interesting place to inhabit. I enjoy her ability to think and the still quiet time to do so (until I have to shepherd Bezial back to bed for the umpteenth time… sigh…). It all boils down to what you believe the universe “is” I guess. I read about people putting their thoughts, their wishes and their ideas out into the universe and allowing the universe to sort it all out for them. That’s a most comforting vision but being someone who is somewhat limited by science to a degree, I keep seeing rocks and meteors and stars where these people see possibilities. I can’t quite see how rocks and meteors and gasses can make my dreams come true. I need concrete things and so after a long LONG time pondering the long dark teatime of the soul I arrived at God. We all arrive back at God/a creator at some time in our lives even if we refuse to admit it. We all question ourselves and our beliefs and why the heck we are actually “here”. Why are “we” alive when so many other people aren’t? We could put it all down to coincidence, to a random pattern of thought or to simple science but I can’t help feeling like this is all too ordered, too organised, too united to be a result of chaos. Therefore I arrived back at the simple essence of God.

 

We had partially installed the fencing wire by this stage but not completely as is apparent by the chook being on the inside (and Earl not being attached to her rear end ;) )

We had partially installed the fencing wire by this stage but not completely as is apparent by the chook being on the inside (and Earl not being attached to her rear end πŸ˜‰ )

The old palings are being re-used on the front part of the fence for economies sake and because they look good. Here you can see the new (neat) fence with the existing old fence in situ (keeping the dogs near the house while we built the bigger fence)

The old palings are being re-used on the front part of the fence for economies sake and because they look good. Here you can see the new (neat) fence with the existing old fence in situ (keeping the dogs near the house while we built the bigger fence)

I stood back a bit to take this shot so that you could see the new and old fence together

I stood back a bit to take this shot so that you could see the new and old fence together. Note we hadn’t finished the new fence in this photo

You can choose to believe in whatever you want to believe in. I choose a creator who gave us purpose, reason and who said “I will provide you with everything that you need…just ask me”. Now I may or may not have just lost half of my reading audience but I would like to think that most of you are as pragmatic as I am and are going to humour old narf7 by reading on. This ISN’T a bible bash folks. I haven’t read much of that most esteemed tome; I can’t make head or tail of most of it but the bits about “love each other” make a lot of sense to me and “share things with each other” as well. What makes sense to me is a clean pure reason for everything. A nice, tidy ends tucked in explanation for it all. We are born, we do stuff then we die. I am no expert in all of the peripherals. I have a sneaking suspicion that I don’t have to be. I think I am here to “live”. Maybe we are all one great big science experiment that has been going on for millennia. God’s ant farm. Who knows why we are here or to what purpose we are set but all I know is that we ARE here and that each day is another precious chance to wake up and smell the roses.

 

This is what happens when you procrastinate about moving your ladder away from a tree that you KNEW was about to lose a limb on a windy day...

This is what happens when you procrastinate about moving your ladder away from a tree that you KNEW was about to lose a limb on a windy day…

This lovely, easy to dig, yellow clay filled hole was bliss for Steve to dig today and is only possible because it is built into the house cut away section rather than in the topsoil. This hole was for the new gate and front fence paling section. The final part of the fence.

This lovely, easy to dig, yellow clay filled hole was bliss for Steve to dig today and is only possible because it is built into the house cut away section rather than in the topsoil. This hole was for the new gate and front fence paling section. The final part of the fence.

Steve communing with the recycled fence paling. Artists need to communicate with their muses. Steve is calling on his woody muses to allow him to "feel" the fence flowing from inside him...

Steve communing with the recycled fence paling. Artists need to communicate with their muses. Steve is calling on his woody muses to allow him to “feel” the fence flowing from inside him…

Sanding the cut edges of the new (recycled) paling fence. If you look closely, you can see a beady eye that was most interested in getting hold of that sander...

Sanding the cut edges of the new (recycled) paling fence. If you look closely, you can see a beady eye that was most interested in getting hold of that sander…

I decided that I am going to live life like Earl today. I don’t mean eat the couch, pee on everything and make Bezial’s life hell, I am going to try as hard as I can to stop thinking about other things, things that may or may not happen in the future, things that I could be doing and that I need to do etc. I am going to live for today and try to make the most of everything that happens today. I am going to allow my God to take care of the hard stuff. The things that I have been agonising over, the world that won’t be healed no matter how hard I wish it was, my day to day living needs when our finances are tenuous bordering on terrifying. How liberating! I don’t have to plan, to shuffle, to drive, to prepare…just look at what is in front of me at any given moment and do my best to do it well. I wonder if that isn’t the secret to happiness. Working through what has been set immediately in front of you to your best ability and tying up the ends, dotting the “i’s” and crossing all of the “t’s” and wrapping it all up in gold tissue paper with a nice big rainbow coloured bow and saying “DONE”. That way, when we get to whenever it is that our direction is constantly pointing in, and we have nothing left to give, we will know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we did all that life handed us and we made the absolute most of every opportunity that rocked up instead of missing those precious things that get washed over by all of those societal processes that would mow down much of what makes life special, meaningful and precious.

 

Almost finished, putting the final touches on and making sure that we put a heavy gauge lock on the gate so that Earl can't escape out into the (unsuspecting) wide blue yonder...

Almost finished, putting the final touches on and making sure that we put a heavy gauge lock on the gate so that Earl can’t escape out into the (unsuspecting) wide blue yonder…

Steve even managed to drive the car into the gate and back it back out again without knocking the fence down (I really hope he doesn't expect me to repeat that success ;) )

Steve even managed to drive the car into the gate and back it back out again without knocking the fence down (I really hope he doesn’t expect me to repeat that success πŸ˜‰ )

Steve whipper snipping the enclosure and you can see the fence that we built today (and some of the rear fence in the background)

Steve whipper snipping the enclosure and you can see the fence that we built today (and some of the rear fence in the background)

Reasonably tidy and no longer fully enclosed area around the house with no dogs to be seen. They are too busy frolicking around in the garden :)

Reasonably tidy and no longer fully enclosed area around the house with no dogs to be seen. They are too busy frolicking around in the garden πŸ™‚

A much reduced potted plant section (soon to be moved to an empty area in Sanctuary where they can remain till we find space for them in the garden) and a very happy man who has officially finished fencing for 2014 :)

A much reduced potted plant section (soon to be moved to an empty area in Sanctuary where they can remain till we find space for them in the garden) and a very happy man who has officially finished fencing for 2014 πŸ™‚

5.21 And the sermon for today is over. If you would like to pass the collection hat please do so. Take what you put into the collection hat and go buy yourself a good cup of beverage of your choice, look up at the sky, look at the native vegetation wherever you are, listen to the birds singing and just thank whatever it is that you believe in for this precious and most amazing life πŸ™‚

 

Life is a mystery and so is this. Steve recently took this shot for his photography site. They were having a "guess what this is?" competition and no-one guessed what Steve's photo was. Can you?

Life is a mystery and so is this. Steve recently took this shot for his photography site. They were having a “guess what this is?” competition and no-one guessed what Steve’s photo was. Can you?

 

 

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61 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. brymnsons
    Oct 01, 2014 @ 17:10:14

    The fence looks amazing! What a great job you two did eh. I bet the boys are beaming their heads off πŸ™‚
    I have been thinking about the day to day living too Fran. I feel the need to declutter, and for me that is such a change. I am a hoarder for sure, you never know when you will need that thing or other do you?? I have felt the pull towards focusing on each day and getting the best you can from it. Some days I gladly pack away but others are gems.
    I’m guessing that the Secret Stevie Boy object is…. a sectioned dish of sorts with a light shining through it from the back. Did I win, huh, huh, did I… πŸ™‚
    Have a great day x

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    • narf77
      Oct 01, 2014 @ 17:19:20

      Hugs to you my philosophical friend πŸ™‚ The boys are beaming inside out and backwards over their new playground. Earl has been in and out of all of the shrubs, he has peed on just about everything and he has put his seal of approval on the new gatepost that we installed today ;). I think it might be known as “Spring cleaning” but in my case, it is inner Narf Spring Cleaning and cleaning out the bits that I don’t need like the bits that make me twitch whenever Stevie-boy doesn’t make sense. I am trying to let go of the need to control everything and just flow through my days doing what needs to be done and letting everything else take care of itself. Note I didn’t share a photo of the spare room that is cram packed full of “stuff” and that most definitely needs decluttering ;). For the moment, we are just over the moon that the HUGE fence is now finished. we have added almost 1/4 of an acre of fencing to the house and we now have a lovely big back yard πŸ™‚

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    • narf77
      Oct 01, 2014 @ 17:20:08

      By the way NO banana for your guess πŸ˜‰ Keep guessing…

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  2. thecontentedcrafter
    Oct 01, 2014 @ 18:33:03

    I thought that was a great sermon, but then you were preaching to the converted and you will only know if you have it in you to become the newest internet life changer if you convert a dyed in the wool believer in control and despair and a paid up member of the ‘more stuff, more wealth, better you’ church. πŸ™‚

    Have you read ‘The Four Agreements’? It contains what you are thinking about and a bit more and made a huge impression on me when I first came across it. I still keep a little booklet that I made that holds the agreements close by for those moments when I feel I’ve lost the joy.

    Dogs are so good at being dogs! I watch Siddy as he tackles every moment with 100% interest, vitality and joy. I am enchanted and daunted at the same time. I have so much to learn from him! I was SUCH a control freak in my earlier years – I mostly gave it up some time ago. I find I have more issues trying to control the small things ion life these days as it tries to sneak back in from time to time, especially when I;m not looking and/or hoping to make something happen my way – but often now I can let it be….. Siddy reminds me life can be fun if you just go with the flow man :-D.

    For all the poor benighted Stevieboy drives you bonkers you have to marvel at the energy that keeps him digging holes, putting up fences from nothing and doing the whole thing with no visible plan or method. That is a pretty amazing feat I think! [It would probably drive me bonkers too – but I’m giving the sermon now!] It would be a poor relationship that had you both crossing your t’s and dotting your i’s at the same time and in the same way – be happy that you have that amazing energy at your disposal and that he sings to you as well! What was it you said to me somewhere last week ‘productive – schmuctive’ or something like that……… you guys achieve so much, enjoy it and have fun and let the stars and planets and solar gases swirl around and do whatever they do and everything will be okay! I truly believe this πŸ™‚ You know what they say – It will all be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end. πŸ™‚ The other thing that occurs to me to say to you is that when I decided to trust that those same solar gases and stars and suchlike had a greater influence on me than I realised and needed to know about – and that the cardinal rule is that everything will be okay in the end I found it way easy to give up trying to control the big issues of my life.

    It’s really a matter of trust πŸ™‚

    Did I say I loved the video – I could have watched one much longer – the boys were running like they were joined at the rump and Stevieboy sounding every inch the proud poppa! What joy! Good job farmers!! xoxo

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:13:18

      The four agreements? No…haven’t heard of it before Ms Pauline but I just put it on hold on the library website as well as a companion book called “The fifth agreement: a practical guide to self-mastery”. I am always and ever willing to learn :). SO with you on the control freak thing but think it is part of we “liberated women’s” lot these days. We are supposed to have our cake, grind the flour, bake it, know what it’s provenance is, ice it with vegan icing (fair trade of COURSE) and have 20 of them baked by morning in our pristine aprons with no sweat for a fund raiser to save the whales. We make our lives so difficult and the problem is that we are competing against every other woman out there and who started this competition eh? I don’t remember signing up for it but I certainly know it is easy to be sucked into that competitive streak that lurks just below the surface in all of us. I find myself moving to compete by just reading others blog posts! I am pulling myself back and learning to be happy and grateful that it isn’t important for me to be actively competing and to sit back and admire what other people create around me without having to have my hands on every single task and in every single pot. It certainly makes for a lot more happiness I can tell you πŸ˜‰

      I am with you about Stevie-boy. That’s what spawned this blog post. I am trying to learn to allow Steve to do his thang. It might make me nuts. “No planning? Where are you going to start?! Why are we doing this when we haven’t even done that yet?!” mentality is “my” issue. Steve gets things done. Steve can visualise things where I can’t. He is the creative one, and I just need to take my twitchy control freak fingers off his creative process and stop trying to dictate my mandate on his processes. a VERY hard thing for me to do but at least I am being honest about my inner (and often outer πŸ˜‰ ) control freak and that is always a good place to start from…right?

      I love that saying…”if it’s not OK, it’s not the end…” I am going to get a t-shirt made with that slogan printed on it :). I am back where you started at the moment Ms Pauline. I suck at trust and need to learn the value of trusting and letting go. Hard work to prise my stiff little fingers off that control though ;).

      We had to limit the vid as it was shot on my camera and the frolicking got a bit chaotic and separated after they realised that they could go elsewhere other than straight to Steve at the gate and then immediately to Sanctuary’s door…lets just say it was manic, it involved a lot of pelting around like greyhounds in a race and that my figs only just survived it…only just ;). Have a scrumptious day today Ms Pauline and as always, I truly appreciate your insights. You often take my narfish mind in directions that I didn’t know existed. You are a great life coach. I am just hoping that you don’t start charging me for this advice soon πŸ˜‰

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      • thecontentedcrafter
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:49:22

        And here’s another bit from me – I give it out freely and you can do as you like with it – I give without waiting to be asked which is a no-no for many wiser folk than me – but I just love sharing what I’ve learnt πŸ™‚ Besides if I waited for the question it might never come and then where would I be? Bursting with unspoken and unsolicited life advice!! I don’t want to burst – it’s mucky.

        It’s about trust. Trust. Have a look back. Where can you see that hanging on for grim death to your way of doing things and your perceived outcome ever made life better or easier? Think about the things you have worried yourself sick about through sleepless nights and ask yourself when did this make a difference to the outcome? Ask yourself in fact when did your worst fears come true? What was the outcome of the event? Where did it lead you? When we start to think this way we begin to see that there is a reason to have trust. We may not know exactly who or what it is that we can trust in, but there is a force in the world that coexists with us to guide us through the worst possible events we can manufacture for ourselves and offers us a learning and growing process and an outcome that is, in my experience any way, always a million times better than anything I was forcefully insisting I was going to achieve when I was blindly blundering on and trying to control my world and everything in it………. Give it up Narfie, life is so much more fun when you learn to chill πŸ™‚

      • narf77
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 06:01:55

        Bursting eh? And who would have to clean all of that up? ;). It is SO much easier to know that you must trust than to actually “trust”. Sometimes life hands us a great big bag of prior life experiences that make it very hard to trust. Sometimes you haul yourself through life all by yourself and you learn to rely on your instincts and your own mental alacrity because there wasn’t anyone else to offer you those insights and that patient series of explanations that would have you comfortable in your own skin and with a deep sense of your place in the universe and you find ways to do what you have to do in order to get out of bed in the morning and forge ahead. It is hard to hit middle age and suddenly know, with an unerring, lightning like blaze that the way that you have done things up until now, needs adjusting. Knowing something is MUCH easier than applying it, painting it on and waiting for it to dry. 50 years worth of old habits, when they have been your backbone and your creed, are very difficult to extricate yourself from with any degree of ease.

      • thecontentedcrafter
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 08:42:55

        That is correct – and yet it seems it must be done……

    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:28:53

      Just read this in another blog post and LOVE finding gorgeous nuggets of truth out there in the big wide world. This is predominately why I get up at 2am these days…to hunt on the off chance that something like this drops into my eagerly awaiting mind…

      Walker Evans was a photographer who documented the effects of the Great Depression and who was quoted saying…

      β€œThere’s a wonderful secret here and I can capture it,” Evans told an interviewer in 1971. β€œOnly I can do it at this moment, only this moment and only me.”

      Isn’t this delicious? There IS a purpose here that is a great secret to us, that only we can achieve…only us at this very moment and “only humble little me”. It puts a lot of perspective on our being able to haul ourselves up out of the mire and get motivated each and every day doesn’t it? πŸ™‚

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      • thecontentedcrafter
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:59:32

        This is indeed so – Buddha discovered this many centuries ago and more recently Eckhart Tolle has made a most comfortable life for himself in extolling the same thing πŸ™‚ The present moment is all that is real. Worrying about something is always future based and anger is rooted in the past. The present moment is being and doing exactly what is required in this moment. You are right it IS delicious!! And our life’s work is about .learning to be this present based entity and to become aware of the enormous amount of love that pours from each one of us into every other one of us. πŸ™‚ Don’t you think that’s a good reason to get out of bed? Take responsibility for how we feel, turn on the light and concentrate on what is in front of our faces………… So easily said, so many years of practise!

      • narf77
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 06:12:56

        I don’t turn on the light…I let it turn itself on these days. I turn on the PC monitor πŸ˜‰

      • thecontentedcrafter
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 08:43:49

        Ah – see, you are enlightened πŸ˜€

  3. thecontentedcrafter
    Oct 01, 2014 @ 18:34:36

    PS I don’t know what his blasted photo is of – I can never guess these things! But I think the light is a reflection of the camera flash………???

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:14:16

      Nah…Stevie boy got clever with this one and no-one guessed it from his camera group either. Maybe he was being a bit too avaunt guard with this one eh? πŸ˜‰

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      • thecontentedcrafter
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:52:00

        Are you going to tell us eventually what it is? Is it going to be something we will actually recognise? Otherwise he is being a bit super smart and trendy. On the road to becoming the Andy Warhol of the 21st century perhaps?

        Its probably a close up of the glint in Earl’s eye!! πŸ™‚

      • narf77
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 06:12:08

        I will tell you next week (if I remember) and I am sure you will remind me if I forget πŸ˜‰

  4. Robbie
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:12:52

    We must be earth sisters:-) I am on the same page as you in life + totally get this post…I just made some popcorn ( on the stove ) and there is so much I want to say to this “great post” that I have to digest it and respond in the way that a kindred spirit would…..+ reading “wise Pauline’s” ( another kindred spirit) post right after your article…my brain is full….this comment is not over…I am eating my non gmo popcorn-tee hee

    …..

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:18:44

      πŸ™‚ I am like that…sometimes I need to ruminate over a post before I answer because it really resonates with me. Glad we are on the same page as I thought I might be about to alienate my dear constant readers. Ms Pauline is a spiritual guru of mine. She has been all over the place and back again mentally and she gives me courage that I can do this, that middle age is a great place to be and that I am just starting to bloom mentally and internally. Go figure, the body starts to give out and the mind finally opens up?! Hardly fair eh? ;). Thank you for not running away from this post and knowing what I was trying to say in my bumbly not very literary way. It is amazing what early morning blog posting can pull out of you when it is dark, quiet and your mind has just woken up and is raring to go. If I wrote blog posts in the evening they would be VERY shot, succinct and probably wouldn’t make a lot of sense πŸ˜‰

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      • Robbie
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:52:01

        Pauline is a wise woman and one of the million doors! If you readers don’t come back…than they were never really meant to be a part of your life….you opened the door:-) I admire your guts for posting this—–Pauline is a great mentor for us all!!!!

      • narf77
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 06:13:51

        Indeed she is and a most prolific and wonderful commentator. She certainly gets my brain motivated and hiking on side paths that I had never thought of before πŸ™‚

      • brymnsons
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 22:04:30

        I now know what they mean by “youth” being wasted on the young … πŸ™‚

      • narf77
        Oct 03, 2014 @ 03:07:00

        You are so right there! I think hormones are to blame for the blinkers that suddenly fall from your eyes when you hit middle age. I think once your hormones slow down a bit your brain kicks in and you think “what the HECK was I doing?!” ;). Maybe it’s hormones that keep us zooming around all over the place buying billions of dollars of makeup and plastic surgery and fashionable clothes that make us look ridiculous in order to keep up with the Joneses? I am going to blame hormones πŸ˜‰

  5. Angela @ Canned Time
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:18:27

    Absolutely no idea what that pic is…looks like a screen with a single lite behind it. Oh well, I failed ;( Hey, will you take a day off for once? You’re scramblin’ all over and making me feel tired just looking at your pics! Enjoying the warmer air I’m sure though πŸ˜‰ Take care.

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:19:54

      You have to send Stevie-boy a missive about slowing down. He has decided that we are on a roll and has NO chance of slowing down in the immediate future. Stay tuned, you never know what we will do next (I am tired just typing that πŸ˜‰ )

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  6. christiglover
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:33:43

    First off, I read Pauline’s comment FIRST, after I read the title of this blog.  She is sooo good and whets my appetite for the feast ahead. The video is gangbusters. Such happiness, and Steve’s voice is joy incarnate. He is also, I’m guessing, a raging β€œP” in Myers Briggs personality types…standing for β€œperceiving”, but means wanting to keep your options open at all costs, no firm plans. This is also Keith. The opposite is the raging β€œJ”, which stands for β€œjudging” and means you like closure and completion and plans. I am a J. I suspect you are, too. This difference is profound. The differences between Extravert/Introvert, Intuitive/Sensate, Feeling/Thinking pale in comparison to the Perceiving/Judging. So this is my own little sermon.  Know your types, accept, and try to lovingly accommodate when you can. Fence building is such hard work. All those holes! All that concrete! You two are doing a beautiful job of it, too. Love and sharing in the present, noticing stuff. Laughing. I love you, narfie! Hugs from Hawaii.

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:55:18

      I will take hot Hawaiian hugs over cold Olalla hugs any day and I suspect you are now the same :). You just smacked exactly the right labels on both Steve and I and it would seem twin’s DO marry the same man wouldn’t it ;). I am learning to let Stevie-boy do his thang. His creative juices often keep this place running and just because I have a deep and unerring desire to have my finger in every pie, doesn’t mean that my fingers won’t get burned. I need to unhook myself from Steve’s creative process and let him fly and make sure I have the parachute packed well… THAT’S how we opposites are supposed to roll, united we stand, divided we fall is most pertinent when you are talking about opposites and relationships methinks πŸ˜‰

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  7. Robbie
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:49:52

    I am so glad you took a risk and said all you did for I am “at the same place” in my life…Those are all the thoughts that I have been having all summer. I don’t even care about the things others care about anymore….what was so important long ago seem a waste of my mental energy today …but if I think about it too much, I want to kick myself in the “arse” (isn’t that what you all say?…for wasting too much of my life in past, future and never in the present!
    All we have is today…..this minute…

    ” I can’t help feeling like this is all too ordered, too organised, too united to be a result of chaos. Therefore I arrived back at the simple essence of God”

    I believe in God…. others may have a different name for him or choose to recognize him as the great creator…my name is God for the one that put it all together for me…..+ like you do not believe all of this just happened. If you spend time in nature, it is pretty obvious there is a greater mind than any human….

    I will not discuss with anyone the details as to how, why or where… . We all have our version of what happened, but we can all come to a point where we agree “this” just did not happen-really a person could believe this was just “here” one day and worked from day one to evolve…….look at the human body? it just WAS there one day-lol…too intricate of a system to just happen! When I got cancer, it was evident to me how amazing the human body was since the immune system is where I have cancer….If you read about how the immune system works——that is not something that just “happened” one day…it is well thought out as an engine we have created but soooooo much MORE sophisticated!
    Check this neurosurgeon and his death experience…he is a doctor that took life for granted…
    http://www.newsweek.com/proof-heaven-doctors-experience-afterlife-65327

    when I was faced with stage 3 ( Bone marrow inconclusive- maybe 4) and he gave me 5-7 average to live…well, you start reading a lot about dying…yep, I spent some time in that place…but I will forever believe there is a greater intelligence than us….I feel sorry for people that do not, but I don’t judge them….I also believe no one has all the answers…I was raised in a religion and that is all I know…but I like you am going to also….

    “I am going to live for today and try to make the most of everything that happens today. I am going to allow my God to take care of the hard stuff. The things that I have been agonising over, the world that won’t be healed no matter how hard I wish it was, my day to day living needs when our finances are tenuous bordering on terrifying.”

    “In a nut shell that is happiness… “Working through what has been set immediately in front of you to your best ability….and saying β€œDONE”. That way, when we get to whenever it is that our direction is constantly pointing in, and we have nothing left to give, we will know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we did all that life handed us and we made the absolute most of every opportunity that rocked up instead of missing those precious things that get washed over….”

    Yep, I believe you have it just about right…perfectly figured out…you are wise!!!!!

    The chorus to this song today gets it right…:

    “God put a million, million doors in the world
    For his love to walk through
    One of those doors is you”

    we are here to love…and to help those that are in our path or put in our path….

    and I would say you are a door to this world that is a breath of fresh air ever week, in my life! When I read your blog, I see a person that is “one” door to this world and you do it better than anyone I know—-
    Keep on- —-your earth sister-robbie!
    That sanctuary is growing in your heart + didn’t you know that
    toiling in the earth really does get to your soul!:-)

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 06:08:37

      This comment made me cry. I love that you “get” what I was trying to say. I am not telling anyone to “kneel down and be SAYUVD!” I am saying that the essence of a narf is a belief, a still small voice that echoes inside me and that I hold sacred and that makes me feel like I “get” this world, even though the intricacies of the processes might totally elude me. I can, and I will get up every day and I will try. I will try to do my best, to “first do no harm” but then to second do the best that I can to make this little space I habite, a better place than when I scootched into it. I do, quite seriously, believe that we are all here for a reason. We might never know what that is, but maybe it’s just to offer someone a few words that they just “get” each week…maybe it is to forge ahead and give someone a bit of inspiration and maybe, just maybe, it is to encourage by our actions. I love that you got my post and you are dead right. πŸ™‚

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      • Robbie
        Oct 02, 2014 @ 06:47:30

        it is so uplifting to truly “get it” and know someone else does too…I TOTALLY get it!!!! And you are blessed that you did not have to HAVE a near death experience…” to get ” it…but that neurosurgeon really had one heck of a preshow-lol…..Happy Gardening!

  8. Robbie
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 05:54:25

    that neurosurgeon is an odd duck with is bow tie + he talks about it on GMA but I think it is not so far fetched:-)

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 06:15:56

      I read that story a while back and while none of us know what is beyond, some people have come pretty close to going and have come back and I think the predominate thing that they bring back with them is an inner peace and understanding that “what will be, will be”. Some of them bring back a deep darkness that is a real awakening call but either way, they come back profoundly affected and motivated to change. I guess that’s a lesson to live this precious life to the fullest. We just never know when it might be our time to exit, stage left.

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  9. Yelena
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 09:32:57

    Your pear tree looks beautiful. We have one also in our backyard, but did not bring us any fruits this year. I am hoping to make pear jam from my tree next year. It would be something special.

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  10. Littlesundog
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 14:47:27

    Aaaaagh! I had this wonderful comment all written out and when I hit Post Comment… well, it just disappeared! The whole page! So here I am again… frustrated. 😦

    What you wrote in this post Fran, has been the “rough patch” I’ve been dealing with for a month now. I can’t keep up this crazy work ethic of mine. I’m burning out. Really, I began feeling uncomfortable a few years ago, but it’s taken me this long to realize I’ve done this to myself. It has taken a series of meltdowns to show me that I need to let go… breathe… and simplify. Your words made me realize how connected we all are – and how brave you are to put it out there!

    When I write about nature and the animals – especially Daisy deer, I can deliver the message. It’s easy for me to observe and hear the message. But living it, that’s the tough part. For months the vultures have flown high, circling our area. The message from them has always been, “Glide and Soar, leave your carcass of troubles behind”. Daisy’s message to me has always been to live in the moment. I think it’s about time for me to follow the path of nature. We humans make everything so complicated.

    I cannot think what that image of Steve’s is. Looks like some type of synthetic fabric with a light behind it.

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    • narf77
      Oct 02, 2014 @ 18:00:05

      I will tell you all what it was next week. I fear the answer isn’t anywhere near as exciting as all of your answers ;). I am with you on the letting go. I think it’s the only way to learn how to be happy. I want to be happy, so I am learning to let go. HUGE hugs. It’s hard to let go at the best of times but when you feel like you have to work incredibly hard for your own self worth it is much harder. We all have to learn to slow down a bit and know that it is absolutely right for us to do so and that we don’t have to feel guilty for needing to take time for ourselves in order to learn how to be happy.

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  11. Chica Andaluza
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 21:07:22

    If only all sermons were like this – loved it, very thought provoking. Big Man likes to follow a process, I like to flutter from one project to another, finishing them in my own way πŸ˜‰ The fence looks incredible – what a lot of hard work but well worth it (for you both and the dogs too!)

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    • narf77
      Oct 03, 2014 @ 03:01:42

      The very best, and most delicious bit about that fence is that it is finished! πŸ™‚ The dogs can walk around with me now and they trotted up to Sanctuary yesterday when I needed to get a couple of fresh bay leaves to add to Steve’s corned beef that was simmering on Brunhilda. Lucky they did actually because I had forgotten to turn off the watering system in the glasshouse…sort of a mini flood on a Serendipity Farm level. I almost needed an Ark to get to the garden ;). I think I must be like Big Man in the respects that I make notes, I follow lists and my processes start at “A” and move on through the alphabet until they get to where the process finishes. Stevie-boy (and I am starting to think this is a 1965 thing you know! πŸ˜‰ ) dances like Nureyev whenever he starts a new project and leaps all over the place. I am left standing there at point “A” and he just went straight to poing “J” and then to “Z” and over sideways to another project to do a bit more and then back to “K” and somehow “L.21” and then back to a startled and confused narf at “A” to ask me why I wasn’t following…I think my brain is a bit like a computer. You stick info into it and if it doesn’t have it’s processes you get the blue screen of death ;). I am learning to let Stevie-boy do his thang. He is creative, he is active, he is all over the place BUT he does whatever he sets out to do (eventually) and even though I might be more of a cleaner-upperer following him around picking up strange bits and pieces that fly out of the project all over the place, I am part of it. I guess sometimes that’s the best you can hope for eh? ;). Glad you liked my early morning naval gazing sermon. I don’t wander around much in my inner machinations but when it do, it tends to result in a “beverage of your choice” at the end. Come to think of it…most of my LIFE results in a “beverage of your choice” at the end πŸ˜‰

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      • Chica Andaluza
        Oct 03, 2014 @ 03:34:21

        Oh god this is so like us (except for flat ppack furniture when I insist on following the instructions because it would otherwise make no sense at all and Big Man dives in and then insists something is missing). Good thing we now don’t buy it and stick to second hand/antique/preloved and ready built! Maybe it is indeed a 1965 thing πŸ™‚ Am just having a glass of very nice white wine from Spain as my beverage of choice….!

      • narf77
        Oct 03, 2014 @ 03:48:05

        Gourmet beverage of choice! Mine tends to be a huge mug of tea as my heritage would have me believe it cures all ills but I am not averse to quaffing a good white wine. Steve tends to quaff bottles of red wine. The word “good” doesn’t enter into it…the word “red” is more important ;). We don’t have anywhere to buy flat pack furniture around here. We live in backwater Tasmania where craftsmen are a penny a pound and you are just as likely to find a gorgeous handmade “artisan” chair at a garage sale going for a few dollars as you are to find a flat pack Ikea chair. I bought the artisan chair. I call it my throne. It cost me $2 (about a pound) and I use it every day to type my missives. Money well spent methinks and I am SO glad the craftsman put it together before I bought it as it looks tricky to assemble and I bet it only came with mental instructions πŸ˜‰

      • Chica Andaluza
        Oct 03, 2014 @ 04:19:35

        I need a throne 😦

      • narf77
        Oct 03, 2014 @ 04:43:08

        Indeed you do. Mine has a very high back, is made of Tasmanian oak, has been hand pegged together and because I am being so smug right now, is most probably going to fall apart on me any moment πŸ˜‰ Every girl needs a throne πŸ™‚

  12. Lynda D
    Oct 02, 2014 @ 21:46:10

    I and my husband have given up and so have used Irfanview to enhance it and blow it up and still dont know. It looks like a filter of some kind. So, i have posted about it and sent it out to the universe to see who can make something of it.

    Did you read my post on happiness and that after 75 years of studying it they came up with that happiness is love. I sure would like to go to he talk in Melbourne.

    I was only walking through my garden today and had the same thought – how could this not be designed. Its too perfect to be the result of a random explosion. I am thankful to God for creation itself.

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    • narf77
      Oct 03, 2014 @ 03:05:07

      It is really something pretty simple but it stumped the fellow photographers at his photography site as well. I will tell you all what it was next week. If I forget, remind me please :). Happiness is love? Which kind of love eh? I am thinking that it would be the unconditional kind…unconditional love is slippery stuff. With you on the garden. You look at how everything fits in and works like a well oiled machine (despite our poking it, prodding it and pruning it) in cycles. Everything just keeps trying to reach equilibrium and there is no WAY that this is a result of “chaos”. It is too organised :).

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  13. cityhippyfarmgirl
    Oct 03, 2014 @ 14:33:18

    I’ve scrutinised the last picture and I have no idea. I even squinted and turned my head to the side…nope, still nothing.
    That footage of the dogs in their new enclosure cracks me up…utter joy for the pooches πŸ™‚ And utter joy for you both as well, that’s quite a job just completed!

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    • narf77
      Oct 03, 2014 @ 16:29:13

      The fence was about 1/4 acre’s worth of fence and now it is finished I have SO many ideas for what to plant inside the compound area away from the wallabies. Carob trees, loquats, maybe even some grapes…we will have to build another one just so that the dogs can run when I have finished filling this one up πŸ˜‰ I will reveal what the “secret object” is next week. I am afraid people are going to say “is THAT all it is?!” πŸ˜‰

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  14. Margaret Griffin
    Oct 03, 2014 @ 20:11:49

    Hi, What multitalented, multiskilled people you and Steve are. I am a clutz when it comes to DIY. I am most impressed that your photographs capture not only the fence, but the water tank and the upgraded Sanctuary as well. I think you and Steve must get a buzz walking around your property saying ‘I did that and that and that!’

    Whilst I might not be as organised as you are, I too like to keep life simple. One of the things I enjoy about retirement is having the time to fully engage in the activity of the moment, to experience more deeply the every day events of life.

    I look forward to more videos of Earl and Bezial romping in their domain.

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    • narf77
      Oct 04, 2014 @ 05:00:24

      I am with you on the time to fully engage. We have to satisfy our studies as well but as we got right up to date with ours a while ago and our lecturer headed off to 3 weeks in Europe and it is now holidays we have had a lovely extended break in which we can fully engage our activities in the right direction. You are absolutely right about feeling great about what we have achieved. I am starting to feel really good when I can just walk from the back door over to Sanctuary with Earl trotting at my heels and pick some bay leaves that haven’t been molested by possums first to add to that nights dinner. Earl gets to chase lizards (with no results. He is a terrible lizard hunter but the pleasure is in the process apparently πŸ˜‰ ) and I get to wander around our new much larger area with visions of fruit and nut trees being planted inside it’s protected boundaries dancing in my head. We shot a video of Bezial and Earl singing their hearts out to a Korean pop song and me accompanying it on an harmonica. I don’t think that the world is ready for that video yet πŸ˜‰

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  15. rabidlittlehippy
    Oct 04, 2014 @ 08:17:18

    Looks like some corrugated cardboard. Or that corrugated plastic stuff. πŸ™‚

    Short comment from me here today as we too are on the go and working hardcore.

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    • narf77
      Oct 04, 2014 @ 18:16:22

      You guessed it! Well done! No-one else was able to guess it, even on Steve’s photography site ;). It’s “corflute” that plastic corrugated stuff that they make signs out of. Again, well done you! Pat yourself on the back Ms Twinn and watch out for Ms LyndaD as she was trying her hardest to be first to guess πŸ˜‰

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  16. foodnstuff
    Oct 04, 2014 @ 16:50:22

    Just caught up with this post…I must have missed it on the day. No idea what Steve’s photo is, but I could sure use his fencing skills around here.

    BTW, what happened to that post about the huge wicking bed he built. Surely I didn’t miss that, too?

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    • narf77
      Oct 04, 2014 @ 18:17:53

      I was just thinking that we hadn’t posted about that yet. I will do a post soon as we have a lot of photos that we could use for it (one day when I am too lazy to do a proper post πŸ˜‰ ). Jessie guessed it by the way. It’s that plastic corflute corrugated sign stuff. Steve got some from a sign writer and it stumped everyone up till Ms Twinn got on the case. Best not underestimate that one, she be tricky! πŸ˜‰

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  17. Namita
    Oct 05, 2014 @ 20:01:28

    Hello Fran, This is one of the most beautiful and thought provoking post, that I read over and over again. Every time it had a new dimension to it. You have penned down your thoughts so well Fran!
    The tussle between inside and outside, passion and practicality, the state of indecision that mars our life….the desire of wanting more or being contented with what is with us, how kids change the course of our journey and how important it is in the first place, choice between glitz and glamour of big towns or the simplicity of the small town and all the disadvantage that comes along…. Sometimes leave you in a state of tizzy. The jigsaw puzzle of the life always seems to be missing a few pieces.
    I absolutely agree with you… we must leave that to universe. Things fall in place. I absolutely agree with you that hearing the birds sing, watching the butterflies, the trees the plants, the flowers and thanking Almighty for the precious and amazing life keeps you going.
    Loved your fence and the hard work behind it, your potatoes, orchids, bonsais and the lovely view.

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    • narf77
      Oct 06, 2014 @ 04:22:04

      You always leave me such uplifting comments Namita. Thank you for this lovely comment :). Isn’t it funny how no matter where we are on life’s journey, if we can stop and appreciate exactly where we are we can be truly happy :). Hopefully it is cooling down a bit in your beautiful space and you are getting lots of time with your family and lots of baking in. I am just about to start cooking big pots of dried beans up to freeze ready for our summer period when Brunhilda is finally allowed to sleep until next winter starts to bite at our heels. I love having bean futures in the freezer. Now there are a lot of recipes for using beans in biscuits (cookies), cakes and slices (bars) I am enjoying seeing where I can put them. Here’s to happiness and experimentation πŸ™‚

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  18. michael shingles
    Oct 06, 2014 @ 00:47:42

    the picture is fluted polycarbonated sheeting as used on green houses

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  19. Born To Organize
    Oct 13, 2014 @ 12:15:25

    Narf, this is a brilliant post. I actually read most of it a week ago on my phone, but it is far too tiny for commenting. If only we could arrive at these answers much earlier in life, eh?

    The conversation that follows between you and Pauline is equally intriguing. I would like to suggest, with Pauline’s permission, that you publish an entire post as a sort of Q and A sharing your comments back and forth. I think your readers would enjoy that.

    Julia at Defeat Despair wrote a recent post about starting each day with what the yogi’s call ‘the beginner’s mind’. Seeing everything as if it were for the first time. I’ve thought a lot about my love of spring and fall, and I think part of it is the forced change in perspective that enriches and improves our lives. In California, you have to look a bit harder for the changing seasons (it’s 92F today even though well into October) but clearly they are there. The bugs know it. The trees know it. And inside ourselves, when we pay attention, we all know it.

    Lots to chew on here. Congrats on all your accomplishments around the farm. xoxo

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