Devotions

Morning is always emotionally easier than evening; I can count on that.

I'm in a position where I don't really have to make decisions, I can just let things (work, home) continue if I want to.

In the morning my house is filled with the sound of baby birds drifting in through the windows. Mostly ducks, but still, baby birds.

Getting a case of my favourite wine means there's enough to share with people.

The weather is perfect right now, cool but not cold.

Heat is coming again to speed along my corn experiments.

I found another resource for cold-hardy apples.

Next year I can grow more corn?!!!?!

Gardener friends who share their experiences with me are good for my soul.

There's a gateau baulois waiting for me for breakfast.

This period of not using words too much, of not trying to talk about and figure out every little thing, of letting things go when the other person isn't up to using their words well instead of becoming an interpreter - it's restful. My minds feels as if it's resting.

I have some lovely seeds.

Anticipation of seed saving is enjoyable.

It's really neat to be learning so, so much from the corn experiment so I can tailor what I'm doing next year and the year after; I love the way everything shifts as I learn.

When I find a tomato I love, I can just take a cutting from that plant for breeding and put it in the aerogarden.

In the fall I expect I'll be learning more about hydroponics.

My body is made up nearly 100% of the water from this property. How amazing is that?!

Today feels like a day for acceptance.

Here we go again

( More processing stuff with Tucker, it'll probably spike up every time I talk to him for the next couple years )

Oof.

Went outside to rescue a duckling (they come wit built-in distress alarms) and came back in with a million mosquitoes. Seems like the recent rain really replenished the supply, this is the worst mosquito year I've seen up here. To balance the scales I made some saskatoon berry lemonade (using a strawberry lemonade recipe and whatever one calls a chinoise nowadays) which is truly lovely and captures the almond aroma of saskatoons well, and some bacon and ribs using Ron's hand-me-down smoker that Avi fixed. Jury is out on those until I can actually chill, slice, and fry the bacon and eat the ribs, but they smell great. I went up and carried pollen around for the corn this morning, which was nice. I'm not sure what it means to have a routine with someone without a long term relationship with them. Or something. Changes in routine are so hard for me. I don't know, I'm tired and should sleep. Driving tomorrow, some super long workdays next week.