Thursday, July 26, 2018
To live in a rural spot — what does it offer? what does it withhold?
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- At the moment I can’t send an iPhone message. Michel says I must go into settings, then message, then change towers — whatever that means.
- I can’t connect with the web, either, so I can’t send an email. It’s 5:30, so probably others are using the service.
- A wide wingspan bird of prey just now flew over. I can’t identify it.
- The people in the kitchen want to take down the hornet’s nest. Why not leave it alone, and walk a detour around it?
- This morning while driving I rounded a curve, there to see in the middle of the road a huge Deere.
- It’s been hot today and humid. Rain is expected in the state, but only here and there. We got a four-minute shower, which came to mean that I needed to irrigate the new planting of red beets, the sweet potatoes and the new hills of zucchini.
- A five-acre plot can produce a lot of what one doesn’t actually want. In other words, weeds. There’s a stack of weeds now drying on the bonfire site.
- I drove a load of recyclables to the local station. On the way home my camera saw a sight. So I stopped.
- A day’s worth of work is now finished. The kitchen staff is gone. My dog Rudy and I will spend a quiet night. In the morning I’ll have breakfast at the local kitchen that writes the day’s menu on a white board.
A rural spot gives and withholds. Like a body, it breathes. It evolves yet seems to stay the same.