In the spirit of the first day in October...
The heat has broke and with it so have tempers and grudges. Everything seems easier, to flow more freely.
We are discussing future hopes and ambitions. As J says, “we are in the dream phase.” He speaks more for himself, as I am forced to keep us grounded. There just doesn’t seem to be enough time in a day to teach classes at your darkroom facility, raise pigs, chickens, milk the cow at least twice a day, care for the young’n, run the restaurant, build swings and other odds and ends…I figure next we will wake up and face reality. Dream big right? Who’s stoppin’ ya? [Insert one of many cheesy quotes about your fears being your only limitation, nothing being impossible, ect.] Again, there’s something in the air that makes me wonder if it is in fact, all possible.
