"For there is a time and a way for everything, although man's trouble lies heavy on him." ... Ecclesiastes 8:6
Oh the humidity!
It finally arrived, the pea soup stuff, and as always it reminds me of these lines from Carl Sandburg's poem:
"The fog comes
on little cat feet."
..... because that darn humidity--somehow--sneaks inside my house beneath the doors and windows and does drug-like things to my head. Yes it does, even with the air-conditioner blasting its heart out.
Gah. And to think that some people pray for this! What is wrong with them?
Anyway, yesterday afternoon when I pushed up the garage door for a soon-arriving-home Tom, I paused in our yard, gazed around and thought, "Uh-oh. I've got that August feeling again. I'm tired of my gardens. Tired of watering, fertilizing and babying green things. I've had enough of watching plants grow, fresh air and reading outside." (Blasphemy, I know.)
But there you go. Give me August and humidity and that's where I am. Yet the good thing? I'm always reminded of this post I wrote years ago, the one with the lines from People With Dirty Hands that said it's ok to bale out of your garden in August.
Whew. Now there's good news and just the permission I need to give myself a break and pack away my summer, even while others are still reveling in theirs.
And now I'll move on to other things where Grace awaits.
"He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man's heart..." ... Ecclesiastes 3:11
Remember when I made a little beverage center of my own using one of my $1 estate sale shelves?
Well, yesterday I installed the other shelf below our kitchen sink to help store cleaners, etc. proving once again, that you don't need custom-made shelves (or custom-made anything else) or expensive just-for-one-purpose ones from big box stores.
Free Kindle books:
Blue Hole Back Home
Thrashing About With God