A new day. Another chance to succeed.
The morning reading is about living close to the land and in tune with the seasons.
I grew up with a large garden. Subsistence level stuff.
To child-me, nothing about that was simple.
Plowing and planting. Endless days weeding in summer heat. Harvesting and storing.
Elder-me feels the draw even as I know I lack the skills and strength to do it.
But maybe I can do something simple. Perhaps plant a tomato or two.
I hope you do something simple #today