I Love Being Warm, I Love Being Cold
Jul. 8th, 2025 10:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
johno_1960Weather is not climate. The world is not ending. But, things are changing, and not always to our species expectations. The world will continue. And humanity will adapt or die. Maybe adapt and die. I don’t think anyone will live forever, although that is just my opinion.
So, today in my town it was 100 degrees Fahrenheit, and I had to clear up a fallen limb in my backyard. I started work before high noon, and worked with my clippers and loppers for a couple of hours. It felt great to sweat, and to work slowly and methodically to clip the branches into the compost bin. I was reminded of the work my grandfather in law did when I first moved over to Boise, and I didn’t comprehend the rate that he was working. Now that I’m close to the age he was then, it makes sense to me. I am not in a hurry to get things done. I know that the job takes the amount of time the job takes. And I am on board with that.
So, today in my town it was 100 degrees Fahrenheit, and I had to clear up a fallen limb in my backyard. I started work before high noon, and worked with my clippers and loppers for a couple of hours. It felt great to sweat, and to work slowly and methodically to clip the branches into the compost bin. I was reminded of the work my grandfather in law did when I first moved over to Boise, and I didn’t comprehend the rate that he was working. Now that I’m close to the age he was then, it makes sense to me. I am not in a hurry to get things done. I know that the job takes the amount of time the job takes. And I am on board with that.
