An Intricate Connectedness

It was another slow start today, and this time around I blamed it on the emotional roller-coaster I was on which had me spinning well into the night. At least I got it “slept-off” and ready to begin a new day. I can’t remember how many times I used to say how much I disliked having un-resolved issues following me past sundown because they’d always loom much larger and become more annoying. Whenever someone close would trigger a worrisome thought after dark, I’d quickly end it by saying, “Please save it until the morn because I’ve already met my tolerable quota for the day.” One of my colleagues mentioned how no matter what’s troubling her during the day, the moment her head hits the pillow, she’s soon fast asleep. How nice.

Most of my day was spent wrestling with upcoming closings, along with paying bills and visiting banks. I’m not so sure what triggered it, but there was far more griping being done by people who’re normally bright and cheery. I’m pretty sure it was due to the heavy humidity we had all day.

I happened to catch one of my neighbors down the block from my office whom I’d not had an opportunity to speak with in several months, and since he was outdoors doing some putzing, I walked down to play catch-up.

He definitely had me in stitches when giving me the full scoop on his first year’s attempt at growing a garden. The most laughable was when he was talking about how his pumpkins had grown over his potatoes, then over a fence, and into another area. I’m sure he’ll never forget how those vines can migrate fifty feet or more. Another learning curve was realizing that a person has to stay ahead of the weed growth because in a matter of weeks, they can turn a garden into a bonafide weed patch. I did give him a few tips for next year’s preparation of soil along with where and what to plant. Most don’t realize that cilantro grows extremely fast and quickly sets seeds which drop and create more until an entire herb garden is taken over by its seedlings. We grew very little cilantro, but did have a problem keeping the dill patch from expanding its limits.

Since I had an even larger picking of cucumbers last evening, I gifted all four bags full to another entity in need, and while there, I just happened to run into a past colleague of mine who’s been retired for several years. I told him it had to be one of the most fortuitous events because I’d been thinking about him quiet often of late.

We must’ve been standing there for a good twenty minutes, and the bulk of our conversation was about how radical our politicians have become which neither one of us could get our brains wrapped around. If there was but one common thread that we’ve shared over the years, is certainly our middle of the road mindsets to where no matter what side of the fence we’re on, we all have to learn to get along. I did mention how much more vocal I’ve become, and only because there’ve been too many who try to back me in a corner and drink their Kool-Aid. More sooner than later, they all wish they’d not started that nonsense. Running into him ended up being the highlight of my day.

With a little time to kill, I went online to check the international news, and one particular article I read was quite troubling to where I’m near-fully convinced we’re now past the point of no return with this climate change, and especially how global warming is creating droughts all over the world. I’m sure you’ve read about China’s drought issues which are far greater than ours, which will likely put another wrinkle in their expansionist plans. Once again, I believe deep-down that Mother Nature is saying, “I’ve had enough.”

What most don’t step back and realize, is that due to global warming, our world’s biomes are changing to where there are insect infestations into areas which were immune to them because of the temperatures, and as we all know, those cold-blooded creatures reproduce and migrate all the faster when the temps are higher. Reading about those ants in India which are wrecking havoc on their milk cows because they get in their eyes and release a chemical which causes blindness, and they’re not the only animals affected. Too scary for me to even think about. Hopefully before it’s too late, the human population will finally realize that there’s an intricate connectedness with all living things, and whenever it’s altered, a chain reaction begins that knows no end.

While visiting with my neighbor down the street this morning, I mentioned the fact that I never use herbicides or pesticides in my garden, and rarely ever use commercial fertilizer because I’d rather use mulch, leaves, straw and compost. I also have access to horse manure and organic potash, which in my own way, I create a circle of life with the fruits and vegetables I grow year-over-year.

I’m likely going to have to take several hours off tomorrow to get some mowing done because there are some areas screaming “Mow me!”. I did get my reel mower out and clipped the grass at the rear of my office this afternoon, so at least I have that done. The one thing I like about using it, is I can hear my phone ring, which I can’t when using my regular one. I still don’t understand why able-bodied residents of our City aren’t going out and buying reel mowers, just so they can get a little exercise, along with saving money on gas.

I had to get exceptionally cross with a young man today who’s been creating a disturbance in the wee hours of the morning. My final note was, “Just because you work the late shift, doesn’t mean you can wake others up with your after work nonsense.”

Tonight’s One-liner is: A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning to grow in rows.

Joe Chodur

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