One of the worst things about having cancer is you no longer look far into the future. If you can get past next week or even through today that becomes pretty good. I hated this part just because I am a goal setter by nature and some of what I want to do it way in the future. I have always been that way, setting short term goals, midterm and down the way a bit, things I would like to do.
For this past year I have let my shop inventories dwindle down to the bare basics, not much extra steel and only one blank canvas encouraging me to paint. I didn't think I would need them.
The cancer is gone and I am back to my habits now, ordering a few extra pieces of this or that when I have a job to do. Two canvases calling for my attention! My garden is screaming for the attention that I didn't give it last year. Yesterday I spend the day in the greenhouse and that is a cause for celebration. It is a continuation of life, without me these plants will die, left unattended to wither on the vine. I planted six seeds each of twelve varieties of tomatoes, some I have had for years, saving seeds from one year to the next. I started four varieties of peppers, two of eggplants, some cucumbers and about 100 Zinnias. I like flowers scattered throughout my garden.
It was nice getting dirty again, my hands in the soil of the earth. I removed the gloves I wear to protect them from this on-going neuropathy that I have. They were almost comfortable in the familiar surrounding.
Today I will reconnect my well that I drove into the ground forty years ago, giving me faithful, consistent water. It is nice to make plans for tomorrow, next week and next year.
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For this past year I have let my shop inventories dwindle down to the bare basics, not much extra steel and only one blank canvas encouraging me to paint. I didn't think I would need them.
The cancer is gone and I am back to my habits now, ordering a few extra pieces of this or that when I have a job to do. Two canvases calling for my attention! My garden is screaming for the attention that I didn't give it last year. Yesterday I spend the day in the greenhouse and that is a cause for celebration. It is a continuation of life, without me these plants will die, left unattended to wither on the vine. I planted six seeds each of twelve varieties of tomatoes, some I have had for years, saving seeds from one year to the next. I started four varieties of peppers, two of eggplants, some cucumbers and about 100 Zinnias. I like flowers scattered throughout my garden.
It was nice getting dirty again, my hands in the soil of the earth. I removed the gloves I wear to protect them from this on-going neuropathy that I have. They were almost comfortable in the familiar surrounding.
Today I will reconnect my well that I drove into the ground forty years ago, giving me faithful, consistent water. It is nice to make plans for tomorrow, next week and next year.
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| My Greenhouse, built almost 40 years ago! |
You..... just plant those flowers lots of flowers, order those things you need to work and you go for it Jerry! Remember, the gypsy told you so! Even though I knew you did well I wanted to see this post.. It makes it official.
ReplyDeleteYou'll be here for a long while because we all need you..especially the flounderers like me and Sherry in Thither Land. !!
I'm glad you're looking to the future again - and growing plants, too. Wishing you a fruitful summer ahead
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