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The Big Silence

The leaves collect the ground outside. It’s a glorious furnace now, but from December until April, the coloring of the earth goes silent. Oh well. At least I don’t have to mow.

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Wielding Tracks

Most of our lives pass with nothing remarkable happening, just days going by while we are none the wiser. If we slow down to appreciate things, we lose opportunities. If we bury ourselves in opportunities, we lose perspectives. Our personalities form through actions we don’t even realize we take.

Down

Down

You forget so much in life. The only knowledge in our head is what you need to make sense of your current situation. If that includes your history, so be it. It’s this silence that makes the big moments so memorable. You can pass years of your life doing the same thing every single day, and yet, something big and unexpected can be around the corner.

Or you can just lead a pleasant, stable life.

Lakeside...

Lakeside…

End of the Season

It’s that time of year again. The end. The last time I go to certain fields before they are harvested.

Almost in

Almost in

The time our family visits Lake Michigan.

Shoreline

Shoreline

And the time of year my writer’s block gets as bad as it ever does. My focus is divided, and the last thing I want to do is plop down at my computer during the middle of football season and waste my energy on a post that no more than 30 people will read by this Christmas.

But here I am.

I sweated and toiled all summer. I gardened and froze and pickled until the life flowed out of me. I mowed, in essence, three lawns. Now, I’m picking apples from a neighbor’s tree. (If you live near Seward or Lincoln, you’re welcome to have some.) All the while, I’ve kept up an active travel schedule that’s left me feeling like I have nothing left to give. And, with all this running around, I’ve felt that I haven’t needed to share it with anyone. Which has lead me to the question, do I need to consider doing something else with my time, maybe even a major life change? d

In my adult life, my actions indicate that I want my daily routines to change as little as possible. Yes, I run through different causes and jobs, but the basic routine of kitchen work/writing/household choirs, all of that has stayed the same. I try not to cling to things (hey, people tear it up and move all the time), but homeostasis gives me a lot of peace. A lot. Maybe even too much.

One more trip, and I won’t be making the long circle through Iowa and Illinois. Eventually, there won’t be apples to pick, and the garden will be winterized. After that, who know what I’ll do.

Close and Personal

Close and Personal

Fall Leaves

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Signs of Change…

Above all else, I want to apologize for my lack of updates over the past few month. There are two reasons for my silence: one, I contribute to Huskermax.com, a task which I give my full attention, and two, I don’t feel like I have a lot to say. Like last year, the fall has been a time where my ideas go silent and my mind goes into reboot cycle. Writing will come back around.

Fall in my mind is football season with leaves sprinkled in. I don’t even think of it as season, but this year I have made more of a mental note to enjoy the leaves on the ground, the final farmer’s market, and other fall traditions. I’m dreading that day when I have to start trekking out through snow to get to my truck.

There is nothing quite like football season as it plays out. The college season lasts only three months, and the pro season lasts only a bit longer. With so many college teams that matter, it’s a mad dash to try and read as much as you can, because you know, when it stops, your team’s record gets cemented in your mind, and there’s another eight months you have to come up with stories.

 

Recently, I hit a deer with my car, and am putting off getting a new one. It was getting older anyway, so I was thinking about replacing it. I’m not a car guy; all I care is that my next vehicle lasts a minimum of eight years or more.

I have struggled with a particular sin this fall: envy of someone else’s triumph. I tell myself in my head that, if I resent the success of others, I will not have any myself. I binge watch Breaking Bad, so I should know where the road of jealousy and anger goes. I keep reminding myself, worry about what you can control.

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