Ah, like on the Meseta in Spain, the heat is forcing me to work earlier and earlier. Maybe get an extra hour in the shade. I was just out on my annual noxious weed patrol. Need to get those guys off of the place before the wind borne seeds scatter everywhere. But I never get them all and there seems to be enough left to restart the whole cycle the next year. There is a lesson there I am sure.
My Rebecca’s post yesterday was enjoyable, wasn’t it? She relaxed into the scene there at the lake and produced something very nice. Just give her paper and a pen and a lake full of laughing kids and off she goes.
I on the other hand seem to have some obstacle or bother to spur me on. While she was writing outside on the deck happily writing away I was a few feet away inside trying to write my daily post. I was having a hard time. Guess it was to nice there, right? Nothing to push back against. Give me a good problem and I am all over it but too nice and I’m lost. It’s kind of being like a spritz cookie. I get under pressure in that little tube and out I squirt in a beautiful star shape, no problem.
Ah, our hostess at the dinner that we attended later that day sent a nice message to me about the party. Maybe I will quote her: “ Lucky to know you! I love sharing food to warm the soul. Making a meal with my hands is my way of nourishing the people in my life. Everyone is welcome at my table, always room for one or two more. “ Now if that diesn’t have Camino hospitality written all over it, I’m not Felipe. That was Perla and maybe I will post her pic too. Thanks Perla. Thanks Steve.
Well, off I go. Most of the effort these days is going into getting ready for the wedding that will be here in days. Yup loves, Felipe.