It’s official: I’ve set a new record for the number of lists of lists, task and subtasks, committees and subcommittees. I had a brief momentary illusion yesterday that everything was under control. This morning, with a clearer mind, I’m wondering if anything is.
So for solace and peace this morning, we go the garden, while the dew is still on the roses. And Waldo the Watersnake looks on. As we pick beans. Lots and lots of beans, climbing the vegetable fortress cattle panels to 8 feet, fruiting so high I can’t reach the topmost beans on my tiptoes; we’ll leave those to go to seed for saving. (I think often of how this rapid growth inspired stories of bean stalks reaching into other worlds.
There are tomatoes, blighted every one, leaves spotted, rotting and withered, but a hundred and fifty pounds of green, pink and red from which we will still get a couple of canners-ful.
We’re waiting at 10:00 on the fellow who was coming at 8:30 to clean our gutters on the high side of the house. Somehow, clogged gutters on the back side that only we know about are bad enough, but the little trees growing from them that are visible from the road is entirely too revealing of our sloth and indifference to detail. Actually, that isn’t true: I have some paralysis in my right calf from a back related event in 2000 and I don’t do ladders anymore. (Update: 11:00 the fellas have arrived and the gutters are being de-gooped.)
My how quickly things change. The book came in May, and I began on purpose to seed my calendar as heavily as possible with related events and succeeded reasonably well in doing so. Ah there, that’s it, I really cannot take on any more, I said in early June. Then Bill McKibben came to speak at the Floyd Country Store in late June for a new grassroots organization I didn’t know much about.
And here we are, a few weeks later in early August, and I am on the organization’s BOD and since a few days ago, co-chair of the committees for the 350 local “action” and the October Festival yet to be officially named but focused on Family, Sustainability and Floyd’s Future.
Also some interesting things going on photographically. The unpaid projects include an image in a Land Trust Alliance brochure and an image (see above) to accompany an article about Chipotle in an upcoming issue of Flavor Magazine. Still giving away those free samples right and left. But it is starting to yield some returns. More on that later.
Also some upcoming book events nearby and more on that probably Monday. I trust in my distance from Fragments in light of all of the above there are still a few readers wandering by. If not, I’ve had some typing practice since getting my left thumb injected at my doctor friend’s breakfast table a few days back, seems better now than the right, they were both 5-6/10 painful before. Good. Less whining, more picking beans.