The Bitter Truth of it All

Lord have mercy, was yesterday's post a downer or what?

We German's aren't all smiles and sunshine, I'ze just got to share what's on my heart.

Seems that since the Garden Walk has been over, I've wandered around aimlessly, no direction, no passion, no motivation, no 'uumph'.

I'm not used to feeling that way.

Your comments were priceless to me.

Priceless!

So much cheaper than a psychiatrist.

Seriously, a few of you hit it right on the button.

Thank you.

I knew I was getting better when I went to bed last night.

It was hard to fall asleep.

I kept thinking of how to enlarge the vegetable patch to plant more pumpkins and sunflowers.

I woke up this morning lamenting over the fact that I'd have to stitch and sew all year long if I were to get everything done I wanted to do.

I wanted more bee hives.

I want to re-do the office.

I feel that I've floundered around, not really knowing what exactly to immerse myself in.

I'ze gotta be immersed.

So I decided that until I get a good direction, I would just do what I needed to do, and to do it with gusto.

My day started at 4am.

By 8am the laundry was on the line (hope it dries by Saturday), the house was clean, the kitchen deep cleaned, all containers fertilized and watered, 'Section B' of the yard deadheaded and weeded, animals tended, dinner planned and a nice big portion of the lawn was mowed, by me, and the push reel mower.

It felt good to do yard work again.

Sometimes the answer to things is right up under your nose.

Hands to work, hearts to God.

I then went off to the Poultry Auction, looking for a mate for Maude.

'Twernt no single male mallards.

I ALMOST came home with another box of banties.

I'm a bit addicted to them.

They are perfect in every way.

I really do need a few more banty hens. Really.

From there, went off to the Lake County Fair where I'm volunteering time in the Northwest Indiana Beekeeper booth.

Aaron took this photo at the Fair today.

It was Senior Citizen Day.

This photo is priceless to me.

Aaron has won a ribbon at the fair for one of his pictures!

I'm super proud of that guy.

I came home and made a simple meal.

Salad and a zucchini casserole.

This cookbook from the library is wonderful.

It reminded me of the simple things that I love.

After supper whilst I waited for the brain candy called 'Bachelor Pad' to come on the Tee Vee, I perused my latest issue of 'Woman's Day'. It happens to be from 1932, but it is my latest issue.

Seems that I got them there Fatigue Poisons.

'Splains alot.

I have realized the bitter truth of it all.

As I prepare to bed down here in Indiana, I feel happy.

I feel hopeful, joyful, grateful.

Just full. Of it. Ha! (Thanks Deborah)

Life needs to watch out.

There's no keeping a good woman down.