Even though we haven't experienced hot enough weather yet to give the feel of an actual summer season, these short months are slipping away from me all too quickly. The past several days have even had an autumnal feel to them (no, not yet, please!), and I've heard several people voicing the same opinion. As I sit here this morning looking out the window over my desk, the fog that just rolled in makes the woods line across the yard nearly disappear. And with a temperature of only 51 degrees . . . well, you can see what I mean.
Is anyone else unsettled by how fast time seems to go these days? It's got to have a lot to do with technology and all that offers us: the good, the bad, and the ugly. We have sooo many more choices than ever before. So much with which to occupy our time. Unfortunately, those same choices complicate our lives in multitudinous ways.
For instance, I now have the option of shopping and ordering over the Internet which is a huge convenience especially since I'm 130 miles from the nearest city of any size. Although I'm not a person who does a lot of purchasing (via the Internet or otherwise), I found out yesterday that my credit card number was stolen again, for the second time in a three-month period. The time entailed straightening that out with phone calls back and forth to the credit card company, the local credit union and bank, trusted companies and people who keep my credit card number on file, not being able to use the card (since it's been cancelled), waiting for a new one to be issued . . . a huge time-eater-upper.
Then the cell phone plan we've had is "no longer available." No, thank you, but I do NOT wish to sign up for the new, improved (by the terms of whom?) plan that will cost "only" $20 more each month. So the research begins as to just what will be the best plan for us. A huge time-eater-upper.
On a more basic level and because I value my emotional well-being and sanity, I've decided to reconcile my expectations of harvest from the garden this summer. I can actually tour the garden and speak pleasantly to the different crops telling them all is well, we can't fight Mother Nature, and I'll be thankful for any harvest I do get . . . be it piddling little or adequate . . . from each and every struggling plant. I'm no longer spending the time and energy worrying about or actually sowing more seeds while praying for a long fall season (ha!) that will enable plants to grow and mature since the first ones failed. No more time spent fiddling with special coverings and cold frames. Whatever will be will be.
Summer, especially up here where it is so short a period of time, goes by way too fast. There is so much to do in the summer time that one can hardly get a good grip on the essence of it before it's gone for another year.
I haven't even had time to paint my toenails yet. And I do hate running around in sandals with naked toenails. No worry. Looks like I'll not be wearing sandals any day soon . . . unless it's with wool socks.
Are we humans the smartest creatures on earth? The chickens, ducks and geese in our poultry yard seem to be fairly laid-back doin' their thing day after day after day. Heaven knows our dog has enough time every day for all that she desires. Not only that but here it is 8 o'clock in the morning and she's zonked out on her bed on the floor six feet away from me snoring. She's had her morning run, eaten breakfast and is now settled in for a little refreshing nap before chipmunk patrol time. Hmmmm, move over Zoe . . .