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As you may have seen online or; gasp, read in an actual paper newspaper, or maybe heard some faint mumblings during a local news broadcast; the state of California is in woeful condition when it comes to water. With nothing near the expected rainfall usually seen from New Year’s Day to February 1st, California’s reservoirs, which dot the state here to there, have seen reserve water levels continue to drop to what is now becoming an honest to goodness drought emergency situation.

At least these three will not have to worry about water

Thankfully; these three will not have to worry about droughts

Having lived in California since 1975; I have seen my fair share of droughts and let me tell you; they suck, each and every one of them, just suck. Water rationing is strictly enforced here in California; which means excess water use is strictly verboten. Excess watering usually includes routine chores we take for granted; watering the lawn and garden, washing your car, cleaning / filling swimming pools, etc., will stop being routine this year. The lawn and garden watering issue  also comes with its own potentially big problem; dry grass and dead plants that quickly turn into fresh tinder waiting to be introduced to a spark. Yep, like I said, droughts suck.

Will this hydrangea grow-up or fade away from drought?

Will this hydrangea grow-up or fade away from drought?

There will many gardens facing a very long and thirsty spring should we continue with these dismal rainfall totals. I still haven’t had the heart to break it to my garden friends yet. Today, the patio is awash with Primrose flowers opening in various planters scattered around the rectangular patio. There is also a seemingly endless fall of dainty white Snowflakes cascading down and around the three-shelve plant stand I rescued from a recycling bin last year. Seeing as all of my plants and flowers are happy and oblivious of what is coming; I have decided to wait and see what happens before I break the bad news to my patio family!

New Primrose Greet the Mid-Day Sun

This Primrose can’t be bothered with drought talk

Snowflakes continue to fall all around the patio

Snowflakes continue to fall all around the patio

Thankfully; today we received a promising sign, the start of a predicted week-long rain storm. Now, the rain that is coming down isn’t exactly a deluge of biblical proportion; and I have not yet been tempted to start gathering animals and figuring out what a ‘cubit’ translates to in modern measurements, but it is at least a good start to reducing the severity of the state’s drought woes.

I have always liked primrose when they are saturated

I have always liked primrose when they are water-logged

A soggy primrose; right now, is a happy primrose

A soggy primrose; right now, is a happy primrose

Hopefully, today’s rain will be an omen for another drought; my drought on finding gainful employment, now dragging on into its sixth month! I have reached that point where I have had to reverse where I stood on the issue of; ‘what I want to do‘ for a living vs. ‘what I need to do‘ in order to survive the next couple of months. The field of jobs is now open to anything; from office management to the old stand-by; a prep/line cook position in a local restaurant, I have bills to pay and a cat to feed!

Bright Blooming Flowers Hopefully Signal Bright Future Ahead

Snowflake continue to fill the patio with tiny white flowers

What else is going on? Well not very much actually. I put my road cycling adventures on temporary hiatus to focus squarely on searching for a job to get me through the coming months. I have signed on with five temporary staffing agencies, which even if the employment is not full-time, at least contracting will get some money back into the bank account, the creditors to stop calling, and me on the track to normal life v. 3.0.

Il Toro-Blu Waits for His Turn to Run Free Again

Il Toro-Blu Waits for His Turn to Run Free Again

The Euphorbia Prepare to Sow Her Seeds

Meanwhile; Miss Euphorbia Prepares to Sow Seeds

I had to touch on what was for me the highlight of the past week; the February 4, 2014, Evolution vs. Creationism debate pitting Bill Nye, The Science Guy, vs. Ken Ham, Founder of the Creation Museum.

Science: For the Win!

Science: For the Win!

Since first learning about the debate a month or so ago, I have read a wide array of opinions regarding the merits of this debate. The majority of the science community generally agreed that the debate was not the best use of Mr. Nye’s time and overall just a bad idea; some commented that Mr. Ham was a much more skilled debater and that debates are won more with conviction than with facts; others noted that the Science Community had nothing whatsoever to gain from this debate; and nearly every opinion thought that the idea of the debate being held at The Creation Museum in Petersburg, KY, was a really bad idea.

Thankfully, The Science Guy allayed any fears with the head-to-head debate. Bill Nye methodically ripped through the ‘creationism‘ theories scientific merit easily and thoroughly. The best evidence Mr. Ham had was that “there is a book, it’s called the Bible” and if it says so in the bible, it happened. Needless to say; creationism did not pass the scientific test by any means! Thank you Science Guy!

Did the debate actually make a difference? My thought is that is probably did nothing to sway the creationism hardliners; but if just one ‘on the fence‘ family will now allow their children to understand real science then in my book it was well worth it.

A Blue Primrose Joins the Party

A blue primrose opens to reveal her magnificent yellow heart

I leave you today with a trip back to 1986; my hair was longer, my stress levels were considerably less than they are today, and I had still not realized the joys of simple things, like gardens. I dug this photo from a pile of miscellaneous paperwork as I was cleaning the house last week and decided to post the photo on my Facebook page for #Throwback Thursdays. This photo serves as a reminder to me that things turn out okay in the long run and that I am just a gardener who has played many different roles at different times in my life; however, at the end of the day I am still just as young and free as I allow myself to be.

Today is today; tomorrow is tomorrow; today I guide myself to a better tomorrow ~ Peace!
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Just a humble future gardener; yours truly, Age 17

Until Next Time…

HAPPY GARDENING FRIENDS!!

~ Noah

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Happy Holidays from the Garden

As the year 2013 winds itself down; I reflect on what was an interesting year and one which I am going to remember for many reasons. I close the year with a few lingering uncertainties; yet, I plan to begin the New Year with a positive outlook, walking (finally) on two feet, and in general good spirits. I look forward to a great year to come.

Feliz Navidad!

Feliz Navidad!

Of all the happenings this year; it is the broken ankle that I think will live with me the longest amount of time. Not just the scar; which will serve as a reminder that I am not immune to injury, but just how humbling an injury like mine can be. I have always been a confident; sometimes to a fault, person and all to often ‘caution to wind’ was a recurring mantra; however, I am learning that ones journey through life should indeed be fun and free-spirited, yet the paths should be tread carefully and with more than the moment at mind.

Ouch! However, getting much better.

Ouch! However, getting much better.

I always look for silver linings in everything and from the ankle injury came the realization (or reminder) that I have a very strong and resilient personality when I set my mind firmly on a specific goal or task. This was definitely the case with my rehabilitating the ankle to regain as close as I will likely get to full range of motion following surgery on October 5, 2013. It was not without A LOT of hard work; including, exercise, maintaining a proper diet, following my doctor’s advice, and a non-stop regime of at home physical therapy and indoor cycle training as soon as I was cleared by my physician.

With hard work; rewards often follow. My reward: Getting the bike back on the road on December 15, 2013 and already putting about 70-miles behind me!

Il Toro~Blu again stretches her legs and runs!

Il Toro~Blu again stretches her legs and runs!

Dec. 23td Ride; I Am Back on the Road!

Dec. 23td Ride; I Am Back on the Road!

The garden continues her slow transitioning into a dormant land of hopes for next year’s garden. A few stubborn holdouts refuse the call to sleep and dot the patio with glints of bright color here and there. Mainly, my primrose plants continue their blooms unabated by weather and cold temperatures. The primrose must be being kept warm and happy by the lone Dragon still in residency on the patio!

Winter Primrose

Winter Primrose

Blue Primrose provide lovely dots of needed color

Blue Primrose provide lovely dots of needed color

A hardy Dragon lurks the Patio

A hardy Dragon lurks the Patio

Interestingly enough; I also have one lone strawberry that is trying her best to ripen! As far as a harvest, it might not be much to write home about; however, a tasty treat would be welcome if I can get it before Mr. Squirrel does!

Almost!

Almost!

Shutting the door on another year; I am thankful for many things: My wonderful family of course, the few good friends I am blessed with, my general good health, and of course, my sweet cat; Miss Gretchen. She has definitely made my apartment feel like home and rekindled some very needed energy that was lacking in the home.

Miss Gretchen stalks her outdoor lair!

Miss Gretchen stalks her outdoor lair!

Until next time….

HAPPY GARDENING FRIENDS!!

~ Noah

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…are not quite as little as I had previously thought.

~or~

How I decided a broken ankle is a temporary setback to be conquered!

Redwood Tree; Tilden Park, Berkeley, CA

Tilden Park, Berkeley, CA

Walking; not really something which I gave much thought to over the last forty or so years, I realize now that it is just not as easy as we all make it look!

Cycling; you have heard the old adage; ‘Easy as riding a bicycle‘? Well, I am now under the impression that whomever it was that coined the term had most likely not broken their ankle. There is nothing easy about riding a bicycle at the moment!

I didn't think much about this ride; 50-miles on 9/4/13

I didn’t think much about this ride; 50-miles on 9/4/13

I find myself now entering the third month of my unplanned one-legged journey through this section of that which I call my life. Still finding myself unable to take advantage of those two-wheels which just 90-days ago would happily take me anywhere my legs could pedal myself to. Even though my trusty bicycle; Il Toro-Blu, resides with me in my apartment and is more than ready to venture, sadly that means of transportation is still a couple of weeks away.

Needless to say; both walking and cycling have recently gained much ground in their intrinsic value and importance to my life.

Self-Portrait of a Cyclist

You can’t hold a cyclist down forever

I am a cyclist; and unfortunately injuries happen. I have accepted that coaxing my weakened and atrophied left leg muscles back into shape is just par for the course; the price of admission, as it were, to the land of walking under my own power.

My outlook is clearing

My outlook is clearing up nicely

I have been working really, really hard on rehabilitating the ankle and am happy to be able to say that the work is finally starting to pay dividends. This week I have begun my first steps around the apartment without the use of crutches or a cane. As expected, my walking gait is sloppy and ungainly; however, the locomotion is solely under my own power and that for me is a huge victory.

Putting in the work here to get me out there

Putting in the work here to get me out there

I have to thank a lot of people for helping me along the way; my Dad, my Brother, My Ex-Wife, and an assortment of great friends who were game to shuttle me around to doctor’s appointments; grocery shopping; etc. If it wasn’t for them, the last 90-days would have been much, much more miserable.

Goals for 2014

Goals for 2014

Before the accident; the above graphic was a typical week for me cycling. I was averaging between 175 – 200 miles per week and was loving it. My goals for 2014 are realistic and I will be working at putting 400 to 500 miles per month under my belt throughout the New Year. I still have a 100-mile ride to conquer; to date the longest bike ride I have done was just 2-days prior to breaking my ankle, on Sept. 4th, 2013, where I rode from my house in Oakland, up the I-80 bike way to Vallejo, CA for a total of 50.29-miles.

A lovely ride it was

A lovely ride it was

Really though, the one thing that I am looking forward to is just the fun of getting out there and exploring the world on two-wheels, at ground level, and making my own routes as the mood strikes. To be able to get back to the hills, to enjoy the camaraderie of fellow cyclists, and to be able to come home after a long workout and relax in my garden.

I am a simple man, I am a gardener, I am a cyclist.

Until Next Time…

HAPPY GARDENING FRIENDS!!

~ Noah

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Since the accident on September 6, 2013 which resulted in me breaking my ankle quite decently, gardening and blogging have unfortunately had to take a back seat to me focusing on my recovery. There will be plenty of time to tend to the garden and even more time to write down the road; sadly, I only have a very narrow period of time to ensure that the ankle heals properly.

Let the healing begin!

Let the healing begin!

The injury to the ankle was pretty major; a bimalleolar fracture, which is doctor speak that simply means that I broke either two bones or that I broke one bone in two places in the ankle, mine was the later of the two. The bones were set at Solano Medical Center and I had hoped they would set properly; unfortunately, the break was just too severe and I reluctantly conceded defeat and visited Highland Hospital. The attending physician in the Orthopedic Department confirmed the ankle was not healing after looking at my x-rays and scheduled my surgery. The operation; an Open Reduction Internal Fixation (ORIF), was performed on October 21, 2013, and included the need for some new hardware to be added to ankle; a titanium plate and six surgical bone screws, were required to align and keep the fractured bone back into correct alignment. Yep, Ouch!

The point of incision after staples removed

The point of incision after staples removed

I definitely have to thank my surgeon; Dr. Peter Slabaugh and the entire staff of Highland Hospital here in Oakland, CA, for their amazing work. The doctor was really great about explaining everything and ensuring that I understood what I was in for regarding the surgery and post-operative care. The staff at Highland were also great, from the day I walked (well, hobbled)  in to get the ankle looked at, to the scheduling all of my various orthopedic appointments, and through to my surgery, I was never in the hospital for more than just a couple of hours at the most. With the only exception being the day of my surgery, which I believe took between 6 – 8-hours in total from check-in to release, I was a little out of it so departure time is a hazy still.

I also must recognize and give my sincere thanks to my AMAZING family for always being there for me after breaking my ankle. Especially my Dad for taking me to the hospital for all of my appointments, my surgery, and for picking up groceries for me. I am also grateful to my brother and my ex-wife for making themselves available to take me grocery shopping or drop off the rent check if needed. I never really imagined just how completely limiting having a broken ankle really is and were it not for the support of my family over the past 2-months, it definitely would have been nearly impossible to mange completely on my own.

Recovering; swollen from a walk today, but getting better!

Recovering; swollen from a walk today, but getting better

The seemingly endless boredom of being home, limited to the couch and the occasional trip to the kitchen or to the patio, has easily been the worst part of my recovery. Frustrating and Emotional succinctly summarize the last 2-months of my life;

  • Frustrating; in that I have not been able to enjoy the two activities which most make me happy; gardening and road cycling
  • Emotional; in that there had been that lingering uncertainty regarding the recovery outlook
Things are looking brighter!

Things are looking brighter!

Thankfully; since having the operation, the last 2-weeks have been much, much better than the preceding weeks. The surgery went great and the ankle feels much more stable than I would have thought so soon after the operation. In fact, my doctor advised that I am able to start adding weight to the leg, which is a month sooner than I was expecting. I still rely on my crutches for mobility and balance; however, with each passing day I am able to increase the amount of weight my ankle can bear. I have set a goal of being able to use a cane by my next appointment on December 5, 2013. Hopefully my doctor will clear me to start indoor cycling after the December appointment and that I might get back to road cycling by January or February.

Soon.... soon!

Soon…. soon!

In garden related news; I got a great new book for my birthday on Nov. 3rd from my Dad’s wife. I am just starting to dive into the book; however, so far, I really enjoy it and can see that i will likely be referring to it often. I was very pleasantly surprised with the book and it is the perfect gift considering my current state of immobility and residence. The book; Apartment Gardening, by Amy Pennington, is a great reference for all things gardening in an apartment environment, including many projects and recipes to get the most out of your tiny space. I look forward to reading the rest of book, trying out some of the projects and recipes, and adding it to my reference library.

Apartment Gardening

Apartment Gardening

I was able to clean up the patio today, do a little bit of pruning of the overgrown snapdragon, watering all of the indoor and outdoor plants, and finally just relaxing and enjoying the patio garden. Next, finish preparing the garden for the long winter months ahead and start planning next year’s garden!

A clean, happy place for plants

A clean, happy place for plants

The other side of the patio

The other side of the patio

A happy day in the garden

A happy day in the garden

Until next time…

HAPPY GARDENING FRIENDS!!

~ Noah

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Sad Ms. Jade needs some TLC

I found this sad little Jade plant discarded in the exact same location as my prior jade rescue – unceremoniously dumped in the wasteland that is just outside the laundry room of my apartment complex. This one was my former neighbors, who apparently moved out sometime over the last week or so – go figure, they know I garden and love plants, yet, they dump a plant over a wall into oblivion. The wall separating my patio from theirs is much shorter, and would have been much easier to toss my way? People, hmmmpfff!

She is looking mighty thirsty!!

The other jade which I found also unceremoniously dumped in the wasteland previously described looked much like this sad little collection of potential beauty. Ms. Jade, as she was renamed, took a little while to bounce back; however, as you can see, she is now the picture of health and beauty!!

Happy Ms. Jade

I need to go find myself another container for the new Jade plants as their container didn’t fair well upon its landing in the nether regions!
Other than the new jade, not too much is new with the garden; however, I thought that these were some of the nicer photos from the week!

Primrose

Pennisetum, Coleus, and Mr. Aloe Vera

My Euphorbia garden gets some new neighbors! Thyme and Lotus!

HAPPY GARDENING FRIENDS!!!

~ Noah

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…always lead to Monday?

(or, why can’t I rearrange the calendar based on my whims and wishes?)

Smile, it's a beautiful day!

Today I spent most of the day on my usual weekend chores around the house. It is one of the unfortunate drawbacks of living alone. The patio teased me all day, looking dangerously inviting in the dappled sunshine that visited on and off throughout the day. Sadly, I had to resist her temptations!

With tomorrow being Monday and my desperate need for clean clothes and food for work tomorrow,  today was the day that I had to get ‘er done! So now, hours later, here I sit in a clean house with clean laundry and some groceries in the fridge. A good day overall!

Speaking of groceries, Whole Foods, may I say is an evil horticultural temptress! Why do they always have to have such cool plants? Again today, I had to fight back the temptation to buy every single orchid they had to offer. Seeing their Orchid’s delicate, yet dazzling, displays of snow white bulbs always sets me on to a dangerous road to disaster regarding my limited budget! I know that some day my willpower will fail, that my living room will flooded with Orchid’s, and I will be dancing on the razors edge of financial disaster; however, that day was definitely not right today!

Shortly, I am heading over to Piedmont to meet up with friends – should be a fun night, I just hope that the weather holds out. I will likely finish this post later tonight…

My little fuchsia @ work

Nothing too much new or wild is happening in the patio garden – the profusion of early-spring color from last week is still making me smile every time I look out my sliding-glass patio door. The pink and yellow snapdragon is growing and new blooms are popping out all over!

Time is not important to Ms. Snapdragon, lucky girl!

The hydrangea continue their early spring foliage development and fill me with visions of the a bed of deep blue blooms. I planted them late in the season last year and was only able to enjoy the blooms which were on the plants when I purchased them. The outlook is promising.

Hydrangea continue their rebirth - can't wait!

The rescued jade is looking very happy!

I have no idea what it is, I am hoping something beautiful!

I am finding myself eager for springtime to become more than a time I look forward to. Although we have had an exceptionally winter, filled with more spring like days than wintery days, I find myself antsy for a date down the road. May and June will be wonderful – I can already see the field of luscious, deep red, tasty strawberries bursting from the now dormant strawberry plants.

Will I try to grow tomatoes again? I don’t know, I want to; however, last season showed me that unless I can find a much, much, much sunnier spot, that I may only receive a tall green plant for my troubles. Yet, I can still taste the two isis cherry tomatoes that my plant produced last year and cannot think of many things that taste better than a fresh off the vine tomato (a possible second was the corn that my ex-wife and I used to grow at the house in Vallejo).

Maybe last year’s isis tomato will make a resurgence, she reseeded herself into a new container and is now growing healthily and happily in Mr. Pennisetum’s planter, she is a fighter all right. My type of gal!

Ms. Isis Tomato, clever girl!

I will leave you today with another splash of color from the primrose patch.

I hope that everyone had a great weekend!

Happy Gardening Friends!

Tomorrow is another opportunity to grow something magical! What wizardry bewitches you and plays in your dreams?

~ Noah

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Reader’s note: This post is completely off-topic & has no gardening content other than images. I will be back with updates from my patio garden after this ~ since you’re here, please read & feel free to comment if you’re so moved. Thanks, Noah

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This is not the wall, don't get excited

You Know that Wall?

(‘What wall?’ You probably asked yourself right about now, yes?)

I am glad that you asked. The wall which I will be writing about is a type of wall that even the least skilled mason can construct with relative ease.

Such walls, most built without even a rudimentary understanding of construction basics on the builders part, are built everyday, everywhere, by just about everyone. Even with the utter lack of wall building acumen involved in their construction, most of these walls are surprisingly resilient and difficult to break down (I’m talking Fort Knox strong).

No, this is definitely not the wall

So, You Know that Wall, right?

Yes, you do. Each of us, at various times in our individual journeys have knowingly, or unknowingly, been through a journeyman apprenticeship program in the construction of these walls. It’s our wall, we are the wall, each of us builds our wall according to our needs at the time of the first brick laying.

Most walls are in a constant state of flux. Constantly being fortified. Perimeter sweeps are performed with precision and regularity. It would take Seal Team 6 & Chuck Norris to get thorough some of these walls (take that Hadrian!).

Yes, that’s the one, that wall.

Getting closer, but no, not the wall

Good, You Know that Wall.

Now that we are all reading from the same page, in the same chapter, in the same book, during the same class, at the same school, in the same town, let’s take a closer look at a couple of walls.

The following sentiments are those experienced by writer ~ the reader is likely to have a completely dissimilar experience

The whisper grew

My main wall is an old wall, the first bricks of the old wall were laid when I was around age six or seven following my parent’s bitter divorce. Now, at age 43, it is evident that I have been building on the base foundations for a decent amount of time.

I laid my first bricks on a foundation of broken trust and a wall rose from there. The trust wall grew larger and new walls were added.

Another important (at least to me) wall was built upon a foundation of pure cynicism, the foundation was solid and this wall too began its accent.

Both the cynicism wall and the trust wall seemed impenetrable to me. I searched often and weak links were rarely ever found. I was safe. My walls were strong. Hardened from years in a suffocating corporate environment and the seemingly never-ending assortment of random people who drifted in and out of my little town (MyLife, CA).

For the next 30+ years, these walls remained close and trusted friends (a word that has meant many different things to me at different times in my life).

My walls were, for much of my life, my only real constant. They did not leave when times got tough, they did not judge, they did not ask for anything, and they did not die, they just were.

A brick landed here

A strange thing happened recently

I noticed that bricks have been coming loose with a regularity that is quite noticeable. A brick landing here and another landing there. Why strange? Because I am not putting them back in the walls from which they fall anymore.

Lately, it has become evident that both the mass and scale of my personal walls no longer match the sentimental value I assigned them, nor do they warrant the high place of importance they once held in my life. They are unkempt. They are a mess.

The is not the wall - this is stronger than any wall - this is Change

I stumbled upon a video the other day over at wimp.com.

The video’s presenter, Mr. Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev, who is apparently a yogi (no, not the bear and not the baseball player, either), was selling a large-scale, life enrichment package. I am not currently in the market for such a product; however, I did pick-up the following trinket from the gift shop as I was exiting.

I will paraphrase as best I can:

(you can watch the video here if you are so inclined)

He speaks of the unrealistic perception of life many people hold on to, and that this view of life is often the basis of many of our fears. Adding that our general unwillingness to live and to die without trying to manipulate the outcome, keeps us from living our actual lives.

He illustrates his hypothesis with the observation that many of us obsess about the future, always wondering what is going to happen next. We look to our past, building on our fears of what is/or isn’t going to happen next, wondering if we did that, would this outcome be different.

We then turn these fears of our future into barriers (walls, if you will) to living in the present. He concludes with the fact that most of our fears are about things that have not happened yet; they may happen, they may not happen, but in the present reality of today, they simply do not actually exist.

soon, it was much louder

His point: (at least what I took from it)

The things many of us fear in our everyday lives, in all reality, exist only in our minds.

This conclusion caught me a bit off-guard. Realizing that much of what we all worry about, fear, or otherwise  occupy our present with, are no more real than the   ‘boogie man’ or ‘Government Intelligence’.

My fears existed in a distant past, my cynicism rooted  itself long ago when I was someone who I am not today. I spent a lot of time worried about the fears of my past reappearing in my near-future, causing me to completely miss the opportunity to experience the wonder of today.

Last Wednesday, my belief in human kindness and goodness was given a much-needed booster shot with a Random Act of… honesty, integrity, and kindness. It was a simple act and by no means extraordinary; however, it showed me that good people are still raising good children and that good still exists out there.

There will be no pictures of walls today

The world is not doomed, there is hope, we can make it better - together

What is the picture about? That is my cell phone. I lost the phone while on a hike in a public park last Sunday. On Wednesday, I received the phone in the mail. It was returned by a family that knows right from wrong . The family’s 8-year old grandson found my phone and took it to his grandparents, who checked the phone for a contact number of the owner. They saw a text from my friends, which was sent earlier in the day, asking that whoever finds the phone please call them. They called. Hence the picture.

My cynicism lived deep within me and echoed loudly that people were generally uncaring and that the world was on a crash course for self-destruction. Why would I want to do anything to slow the inevitable?

Let’s just get it over with already.

   A picture of a duck and a news story told me why I must do something

My trust issues were born from the problems of others. Yet, it was me, who chose to adopt them and raise them as my own. Over time, I convinced myself that honesty is simply a tool that the masses use to get what they want – merely an ulterior motive, if you will.

A carefully package box arrived in the mail last Wednesday, with a lovely card (which now sits proudly at my desk), and my cell phone. There were no expectations or hopes of financial gain included in the package – I checked.

A United States Postal Service box told me that honesty and good still exist

Thank you family from Sacramento, CA - I love the card!

Now, it is late in the day and I have rambled enough, tomorrow is tomorrow, yesterday was yesterday and today, today I gave my hock and trowel back. I never really liked masonry anyway, I am going back to the garden to tend to my plants.

and... there you have it!

Thank you for reading this post – please feel free take from it what you will (all, some, or none).

HTTP 404 – see you in garden, Friends.

~ Noah

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