Sunday afternoon, already six thirty and the sun is still up there. It's easier to stay upbeat when the days are long and warm. This past winter was the hardest I can remember, and I am very glad it's over. The trees here are coming out in leaves, and the wild flowers in the meadow are all blooming. My wife and I went for a walk through the meadow yesterday and she pointed out to me all the different plants, and told me their names.
Didn't sleep much last night. Part of it, I suppose, was natural angst over another birthday, and getting closer to the dread psychological bench mark of 70. I've got a ways to go yet though, so no good worrying about it.
I forgot to go in and pay for my car tags. I'm part of the underclass that doesn't buy a new car every year, so I have to pay for my tags. New car owners in Georgia don't have to pay for the tags ever again, until they sell the car and buy another. I keep vehicles a long time. My truck is a 1988, so it's 26 years old. This doesn't bother me any, she still runs like a top. But it bothers the state so this new law is both to provide incentive to people to buy more energy efficient cars, and to enrich the Georgia state senator who got the law passed. He just happens, by merest coincidence, to own the five largest new car lots in the state. Well, maybe the courthouse will cut me some slack, since my birthday, which is the deadline for paying for the tags, was on a Sunday. If not, I'm not going to worry about it, it's just ten dollars more per car. When you get older you have to save up your capacity for worry and for anger for the things that really matter. You can't squander it on trivialities.
There's a country store about 15 minutes from the house. It's just a shack by the road, really, but when the vegetables come in they have the best. Onions, tomatoes, corn, melons, everything the heart desires. Also excellent home made cheeses, home made jerky, Coca Cola in bottles, whatever you want. Won't be long now and we'll be able to stop by there and get fresh vegetables, and not the waxed, unripe, sprayed stuff at the grocery store.
The leaves are coming back on the trees. When the trees leaf out, our house is shaded and there are lots of little spots where I can put a chair and a table out of the sun. I like to sit out there in the morning as the sun comes up with my coffee. Then, at evening time, I watch the stars come out.
Things are rolling right along.