Someone planted a jungle in my garden while I was away:
We harvested peas and strawberries and two bags of greens.
I got a head’s up tonight that more changes are coming at work. This will mark the fifth major shift in as many months that touches either my department or the organization, and I admit that I’m struggling to keep my head above water. Each time I think I’ve processed and adapted to a change, a new one comes along that threatens my newly adjusted footing, and this latest wave is the biggest one yet.
In the long run, I will be fine. My department will be fine. The organization will be fine.
But in the short term, I’m scrambling and feeling unsettled and just wishing for some solid ground beneath my feet.
Three beautiful things from my past week:
1. Rudi and I wrap up our trip north with a stop at Dairy Queen in Montvale, N.J.
2. Rudi replaces the shifters on my bike to ones that are smooth and work without needing to hold them together, my grips to ones that don’t leave imprints in my palms, and adds my DCPL bike bell to my handlebar. I feel loved and tended to.
3. Seeing my parents and Karen after such a long time apart. May we never repeat the experiment.
How about you? What’s been beautiful in your world lately?
I’m a little further along on my sock foot than I was last week. I’m also about a third of the way through Jo & Laurie by Margaret Stohl and Melissa de la Cruz. And in audiobooks, I’m past the halfway point on The Bookshop of Second Chances and most of the way through No Time like the Future, Michael J. Fox’s latest memoir.
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My parents live a bit off the beaten track, not so far that someone wouldn’t hear you if you called for help, but not so close they’d immediately be able to tell where you were.
It’s relatively quiet here, especially at night, but mostly quiet as defined in country terms. Overnight, you won’t hear traffic, although on rare nights you get a troop transfer flying overhead. I can hear peepers and crickets and other outdoorsy creatures marking time. When Rudi and I came upstairs to bed, we could listened to a very chatty owl. Sometimes you hear a second one, but if there was one tonight, I think they were both in the woods out back. Last night when I woke up in the middle of the night I heard a fox or a fisher cat screaming. It was very disconcerting, even if I did know it wasn’t a human making those noises. (See above.)
At home, I get cars passing by at all hours, although overnight, there are fewer of them. The birds start calling around 2 a.m. and stay chatty until dawn. You don’t hear the cicadas in my neighborhood, but you do in some others. Rats periodically scrabble past.
These aren’t the sounds I grew up with mostly (my suburban neighborhood was far closer to what I get here), but they’re what I’ve become used to.
This week’s Top Ten Tuesday from That Artsy Reader is a freebie, so I thought I’d share ten of the books I currently have checked out from the library that I’m particularly looking forward to reading:
How about you? Do you have anything out from the library you’re particularly looking forward to?