Oddity

Took me a while to stop and watch/listen to this. I think I knew I needed to really stop, and attend. This has got to be the coolest person alive today.


Although, I actually found the video about him re-learning to play guitar in space even more interesting. Probably because I've spent the last couple of decades listening to D talk about playing guitar. And learning to love gear lust. Well, that last didn't take long, I love hearing people gush about the tools of their work. I had a theater shop teacher once tell us to ask anyone about their job, and they'll talk your ear off.


Anyway, Chris Hadfield, not embeddable.


Hard couple of days. Continued gratitude being expressed around me that the Troublesome Scrub is no longer with us. Despite being short staffed, having to make concessions. Whew. I try to just listen, but I do nod agreement. Unfortunately our anesthesia director, for all his skill, for all that I would have him do my anesthesia (no question) - is a raving, slathering, toxic Republican. And he is making a meal out of the current scandal, turning on FXO "news" in the staff lounge - full volume. I take my oolong elsewhere.

I meditate on those above it all. Seeing the entirety.


And, as I accompanied Moby outside.

"Really, I could just go out myself, go do what you food-dudes do, I'm fine."

(Not going to just let Moby out. Too many dogs, tom-cats with territory issues, and cars, to let an old, gentle,long indoor cat, out to just fend for himself. He hasn't the balls, and that's not a character comment, but a simple fact. He doesn't know that, of course. But, we take him out, to his evident satisfaction. It'll do.)

... As, I was saying, I look at what I planted last year settling in, looking comfortable. The freshly planted still deciding where to put their roots, and if they like it here. And I see how, metaphorically, organic it all seems. And to trust my own sense of taste and eclecticism. Feeling very content about the whole experiment. Assured that I've done good for the soil, invited in worms and helpful bugges, dug deep and listened to the earth in this tiny spot. This is how I've always done it, no overall plan ahead of time, since I don't have the money to just get it all and put it in place. I have to take each piece as it comes, wait for the next element, arrange accordingly, and stay open to the next possibility. Making it up as I go along.

Mint and clover, rhubarb and flax, sunflowers and thyme, Turkish veronica and jalepeño, all together. Tearing up the plastic netting (probably the cheap sod laid down came that way.) Stacking up rocks. Waiting to see what will come next.