Well, I have been back at the ranch for
almost a month already. It is crazy how much time truly does fly as
the years progress in life. Things here have been going pretty well.
For the last two weekends I have picked up work, leaving me with just
one day off in the past two weeks, but that doesn't bother me too
much. I am embracing being busy much like I used to do when I was
younger. Filling my days up to the brim with books, writing, working,
and other projects. I am loving it.
"Therefore
do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.
Each day
has enough troubles of its own." Matthew 6:24
(Yep, it was a good enough quote that even its being from the Bible
didn't stop me.)
On Monday I trained more with the
horses and learned how to saddle, bridle, and do emergency dismounts
(and remount without a step). I had a blast, and soon I will be able
to lead trail rides myself, something that has been a lifetime dream!
I am trying really hard to live in the
present and not dream of the coming months too much, but I am
struggling. I miss the northwoods with such passion that I feel
distracted. It is almost the feeling I have gotten in the past when
trying distance relationships. I feel like something is missing and
am constantly a little distracted by the lack of it. This time it
isn't a guy, however, it's the boreal forest, it's Lake Superior and
the birch trees and loons. I miss it so much that I am distracted
from living today in today. I am working at it though.
Speaking of failing at living in the
present: I catch myself looking at job postings for in the
northwoods. My contract in California goes until May 1st,
so leaving here is far from impending...I need to stop dreaming of
nine months from now and start embracing the beauty that is the
mountains.
"But
man postpones or remembers; he does not live in the present, but with
reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of the riches that
surround him, stands on tiptoe to foresee the future. He cannot be
happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above
time." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tomorrow I teach a 3.5 hour elective
class (the kids in it chose to be) on our garden here. We will
harvest, plant, weed, turn compost, and generally have a grand old
time. I am really excited about it. Unfortunately one of my coworkers
that was going to teach it with me was reassigned after we only got 7
kids to sign up.
I will post more pictures soon, but the
internet here at the ranch leaves something to be desired when it
comes to uploading things.
