Carmelo Panucci

Granted, but now a beautiful fold of majestic beasts has great demands of your attention for all manners of their living. The pile they produce grows into a hill of purest manure compost. Grows and grows into a bigger hill from where they survey your entire movements with interest and belar at you with any discontent. Because of the demands of compost management and the beasts themselves your garden goes without compost, your consideration or your presence. The seasons spin faster and faster and you get caught up in a whirl of doing for the next. The vortex of purpose  however keeps you young even without so much cabbage. So you live your days as an agingless hermit with a huge fan base standing on a pile.


I wish for someone to tend the garden and maybe make 100 or so birch baskets during the winter.

Up here there is a road kill list people can sign up for. When a moose is struck on the highway someone is called on the list to go to the scene and salvage the meat.

An Indian saying goes "A hoof print in the dirt is a blessing to the soil."  Within reason, I believe all of the amending we do to enrich our soil is solely because of the absence of ruminants grazing on it.

The cracks in those heirloom tomatoes make them look even more delicious.  Enjoy the bounty you grew!

It's a good thing for our young people to reach for the limits of what's possible as is our elder folk to ground us in what's sensible from their experience.

Let's eat the money.

1 cubic foot of wet snow can be 100lbs.

To elaborate. We do like to judge events as good or bad. That can be limiting.  It takes a lot practice to marginally improve that strong instinct. " That apple fel on my head. Ouch!" That is pretty easy to interpret as bad. But if we take a step back and try to open ourselves through time to what possibilities that a negative event offers and how it might apply to the other things going on in our lives, persuading us to action in this way or that, we may later come to see that "Ouch!" as a good thing and very fortuitous. Doesn't that make sense? The apples are ripe for cider.

This is an easy one : Have a good attitude and expect good things to happen. Keeping our eyes open works for both the quantum and Newtonian governing laws.