‘There is more to life than increasing its speed.” ~ Mahatma Ghandi
January, February: Where Did You Go?
If there is one constant in this household, it’s change. No sooner am I pontificating and annotating an account of one hectic month than another passes in between. If change had only one speed, I’m certain it would be fast.
Rescued Monarch Caterpillars
Is it really March already?
I heard on the news that St. Patrick’s Day was yesterday and that tomatoes are going into the ground in gardens all over Houston. Mine are still in their little pots.
Serves me right for putting my nose to the grindstone, letting time slip away from me like that. When there’s too much loaded onto the schedule, it’s easy to just jot a few things down in a digital journal on the fly or upload phone snaps to recall for later. (I rely heavily on photo date stamps anymore.) What’s not easy is piecing together the myriad items into a relatable post, kept to under 1,000 words and 10 photos.
Ain’t gonna happen.
I’ve been here before at the shores of Will-The-Blog-Die, and again the water laps at my ankles. I have a sneaking suspicion that this is the new normal until the teenagers are all away at college. Maybe four back-to-back kids wasn’t such a smart idea after all.
San Luis Pass, TX
Still, I feel the need shine a few highlights on my Life and Times here, lest I forget where it is I’ve been.
- I am mother to a trans gender child. It has been a long, purposeful road traveled getting here, but we — our family of six — have firmly adjusted to his true identity. From now on, the world will know too.
- Paul Shapiro — author of Clean Meat and someone whom I admire greatly — did something very cool: he popped over and liked one of my blog posts. It was like being hugged by my super hero! If you want to meet him, watch this Ted Talk. (But I would love if you bought his book or donated to HSUS. Or both.)
- All four of my children are insanely talented with visual art or music — or both. Keeping up with their growth is daunting,
- To toot my own horn, the elementary school where I volunteer as a science extension teacher (on living soil) voted me Volunteer of the Year. I am working up the plans for a (paid-for) after school program for future school years, perhaps even different schools in the district.
- It’s official. We are upending a turf-grass backyard to install a pocket prairie ecosystem. Heck — we’re kind of already doing it. This 1/4″ acre section of our yard will serve as pilot program to what will (hopefully) be a 2-acre one for hundreds of elementary school kids and teachers to enjoy.
The March to March — The Great Unplug
If there’s one thing we look forward to every year is taking a trip out west. Colorado being a relatively short drive from Houston (16 hours short) makes it an easy destination for Spring Break. We all need it, Mom from her car and calendar, kids from testing, Dad from the rigors of bidding unwinnable projects.
Not a care in the world!
Manitou Springs, CO
Non-conformist Diagonal Aspen
Always with birds!
Unlike the Big Bend in December, we left the camping gear at home and opted for a state park cabin instead at the base of Pike’s Peak. It’s usually bright and sunny, cool and dry, perfect for daily birding and hiking excursions. ‘Breakfast with the birds’ and ‘wherever there is snow’ are always the top vote gets. We are only too happy to oblige.
The week started out well enough. Midway into the week, the weather took an unexpected turn. Not even the locals saw it coming, so we provision’d up, hunkered down, and weathered the blizzard with the park volunteer and a few unlucky tent campers.
Stick Fort Party
Stuck and Buried
People-less Sledding Hill
(Roads are CLOSED!)
Knee-deep Final Hike
Back To Life, Back To Reality
So it’s all greened up over here in sub-tropical reality now. But the tractor mower — with 600+ hours of faithful service — is starting to show signs of a slow, expensive and painful death. So there’s that. I hate shopping for new stuff, which means I may be push-mowing and weed-whipping for the time-being.
It’s also greened up at the school gardens. Switching gears from cool weather plants to warm weather ones means volunteers need to get coordinated. That chore isn’t exactly doing itself.
Automobiles need maintenance. I’ve been called for jury duty, not once but twice. A driver’s license renewal (at my age) now requires a wait in line, rather than renewed on-line.
Here we go.
Just like nature in its own time, all these things and more will eventually get done. And you can bet I probably won’t have any free time to blog about any of it.
(… in advance, because it is coming.)