We started out with a sunny morning which afforded me some time to spend outside the front and rear of my office where I was picking up garbage, pulling weeds and cutting grass I couldn’t reach with my mower, and of course I always become a little possessed at times when finding myself tidying up my neighbors grassy areas as well, but in the end, the back-ends of four storefronts now appear noticeably more presentable.
I had a late morning appointment to show the Alliant Energy building which I considered from the get-go, ending up being more of a show and tell rather than bona fide buyers who’d be looking at it with their real estate agents. But on a more positive and illuminating note, I came to realize that a certain person has an unusually closed mind regarding a proposed change of zoning, which is creating more questions in my mind than the answers I was given. All I can say, is my wishing there be a way I could transform myself and turn into the world’s smallest mouse in a corner at closed-door meetings which take place on a regular basis in our city. In spite of my stern closing words falling on deaf ears, I shall remain convinced there’ll be a time in the near future when a select few will be sorry for what they did, and believe me, there’ll be many in our general public who’ll be pointing fingers of shame. I’ve still got my bets placed on there being a Divine Intervention before that happens.
When reading the obits today, I happened to notice another young soul who suddenly passed away, which always raises a red flag in my mind, and if my suspicions are correct regarding such deaths, we’ve got some real issues going on in our society because it seems to have become more commonplace.
After that extended showing was over, I putzed around office for about an hour, and then headed over to my project where I worked for a good three hours on one of those ‘little’ things which are always saved until last, but take much longer to get accomplished, and only because they’re tedious and time consuming.
Before calling it quits for the day, I headed out to my garden where I busied myself with getting weeds pulled, and fortunately the gnats weren’t bothering me like they were last year, so hopefully their numbers have diminished.
I spite of sounding a bit overly-proud, I have to admit the rows of garlic, specialty potatoes, and onions are looking picture-book perfect, and definitely thankful for it because last year’s potatoes and onions weren’t doing very well at all, so perhaps this year’s is a double paying-back for the failures of last year’s crops. Yes, we need rain again, so hopefully the cloud cover that’s moving in, will usher in more moisture.
While I was putzing at office, I decided to give my long-term friend a call whom I’ve not spoken with in weeks, and today’s conversation centered around yesterday’s cemetery visit, along with my stop-off at the homesite where my great-great grandparents homesteaded, which turned into a debate regarding genetic predisposition which I believe goes much farther than those physical strengths and weaknesses which follow generational bloodlines. Yes, you may think me all the nuttier when saying I’m also convinced there are mental strengths and weaknesses which hitch a ride with the physical ones.
After sharing a number of examples, and then later paraphrasing a conversation I had with a near perfect stranger yesterday regarding musical ability, and especially those who possess perfect pitch. Well, I couldn’t help announcing that it’s pretty much a given in a number of circles that perfect pitch is inherited, which brings us right back to the question, “What else is inherited?” Yes, many fall back on a child’s environment as being the maker or breaker, but I’ll never be convinced it’s the root cause because I’ve noticed too many striking similarities over the years to where I have to reject such ideas of there being no genetic pre-dispositioning with non-physical characteristics. Sorry, I’ll not be made to believe otherwise.
I’m hoping you all had a delightful year 2025 Memorial Day to where you were either mentally or physically paying tribute to your deceased relatives and friends. I’ve also come to believe that as long as we keep them in our hearts and minds, they’re still with us, and yes, I have a fair number of cardinals paying regular visits outside my windows which always bring on the smiles.
Tonight’s One-liner is: Don’t give your soulful advice until you’re called upon.
