Compared to the last few days, it’s a bit crisp outside. For last several days it’s been in the upper 80’s, but today it’s only reaching the low 70's at best. So it’s a bit chilly while I pick up limbs. The EMC crews are loading supplies for today’s work orders. While I sit here under the sycamore tree taking a break from gardening. Ten years ago, I would have never dreamed I’d be doing this. At best I’d be working as a consulting systems analyst, at worse some drone in a cubicle somewhere.
Yet here we are, hoeing weeds and picking up limbs being a drain on society I suppose. But I do my best to give back, I try and write honest, positive thoughts. All the while encouraging those I meet, with a little wit and honesty. Granny always said, “Never live above your raisin'”. I suppose I’ve tried my best to do that, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t stop growing and trying to do better. My grandmother grew up in the mid-state, around acres of tobacco and woods thar were full of moonshiners. The youngest of a divorced family. Granny didn’t learn to read till she married and had kids of her own.
But that didn’t stop her from being one of the smartest persons I knew. She taught me to be honest about myself. To really listen to people when they spoke. To read between the lines and to be careful not to judge. Yeah, Grandma was pretty damn smart. All our lives have purpose, no better or no worse than anyone else’s. The thing is, what seeds do you sow? Are they seeds of encouragement or are they seeds of division and hate? Granny always tried to see the good in everyone. Think about that for a moment, I got more chores to do.