“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven …” ~Ecclesiastes 3:1
I love fall. The milder temperatures, the brilliant colors, the plummeting pollen levels.
This year I find myself keenly aware of the changing seasons and passage of time. I was looking out the window the other day, noticing a strong autumn wind blowing through the grass. It’s the time of year when some of the blades are getting long enough the lawn probably ought to be mowed, but then some look like they’re ready to go night-night for the winter. So do you bother?
The birds that were so numerous around the feeder through the spring and summer are mostly gone, likely migrating somewhere warmer.
The state of the wooly worms is predicting a harsh winter.
Part of me wants to crawl under the covers and have someone wake me up when it’s time to get vaccinated. That feeling may be influenced by the toasty warm heating pad keeping my hip tendonitis at bay enough for me to hobble around the house as needed. Just barely. Silly me, I didn’t realize a three mile brisk walk a few times a week – something firmly in my wheelhouse for a long time – was a phenomenon that had left the building.
P.S. I recommend buying stock in whoever makes Target-brand Aleve.
Time marches on. People need things. There’s food in the house that will rot if I don’t cook it or prep it for the freezer.
And still I find myself getting sleepy … very sleepy …
Hypnotized yet?
By the way, did you know caffeine is anti-inflammatory? I should probably drink more coffee.
Thoughts and prayers for the stomach I’m apparently trying to rot out as well as my tendons.
I did finish a couple audiobooks in the last week. You know, while walking when I still was able, while driving around trying to find the right kind of hand soap in stock, or while sitting around with ice or a heating pad.
The Normal Christian Life by Watchman Nee is based on a series of talks the Chinese evangelist gave on the book of Romans. Good stuff.
The very recently published Blackout: How Black America Can Make Its Second Escape from the Democrat Plantation by Candace Owens. Definitely worth a read whether you lean left or right politically.
Until next time, friends. I need to go cook a squash or something.
