It started to rain last night and I stepped outside and tilted my head back so the raindrops were hitting my face. It made me almost joyously happy. The soft rain, the smell of fresh earth, the negative ions. Last week I’d read an interview with author Jim Harrison in Publishers Weekly, which referred to his “…passionate, continuous obsession with the natural world…” That hit home, since in recent years I’ve got more and more involved with the natural world. The woods, ocean, beaches, creeks, rivers, waterfalls, the animals and birds and fish and insects of the planet. I found some incredibly beautiful owl feathers (looked like he’d been a meal for a coyote) recently. The time I came across o bobcat pretty close up and he looked at me for a few seconds before he bounced off on his big wide feet with feline grace. Pelicans flying single file just a few inches above swells in the ocean, not flapping their wings, coasting on low ocean updrafts. Dragonflies flitting with blue flashing shiny wings. You get the idea.
I’ve been watching BBC news lately, and the world is so messed up and violent and painful right now, I almost feel guilty to be so (occasionally) happy.
I had arthroscopic surgery on my knee 2 weeks ago and lord, is it hard to hold still all day long. It’s getting better daily and I’m getting intimations of how wonderful it’ll be to start running in the woods again.
We just finished a revised version of our Septic Systems Owner’s Manual, and in it we have
finally blown the whistle on the self-serving engineers and overzealous regulators that are ripping off homeowners on septic systems all over the country. We’re talking billions of dollars here. In a week or so we’ll have The Septic System Bulletin Board up with a lot of new info, plus the many emails we’re getting from all over the country on draconian septic system requirements.