Back in the Garden

 Yesterday I gave my two week notice for my job as a paraprofessional in a middle school.  My reason was stress around covid.  As the numbers of those infected rises, I am feeling really good about this decision.  I'm concerned about what I will be doing for money, but I feel there are jobs out there with less risk than a public school.  Other happy things:

• After staying up late last night, I slept in this morning.  I felt so good (like younger) I thought about jumping on and over my bed to grab something.  Realizing that this would most likely mean I would be doing something foolish that would result in my getting hurt, I decided to walk around the bed instead.  And that is when I smashed my knee against the wood corner of the bed.  Why is this a happy?  Well, because of that initial feeling of youthful energy and if I was to hurt myself, no matter what, at least I did so with joy in heart.  
• The temperatures were in the 70's today and I stayed outside most of the day.
• I did garden things to prepare for winter.
• There were rhubarb plants that were behind a propane tank for the apartment and did very little this year.  I'm fairly certain that the previous owners didn't know it was there when they installed the tank (or didn't care).  I moved the rhubarb into the main garden today.  Hopefully it will flourish in the spring sunshine.
• Z's sister and her husband dropped by to show us their new kitten.
• There is a small craft airport with planes that fly over the property.  This is not something that makes me happy.  That said, at least three times today the sound of a plane drew my attention and I looked up to see something else.  At least once a bird and once another plane, larger and lower and unexpected.  Twice though, I noticed the cones on the tree by the garden.  

The pinecones.

The sunset.

☮

Keep your distance.

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