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We are engulfed by really frigid weather. It's not as frigid as it gets, even here, but it's very cold. The sun is shining. The air is clean. Except for the sound of the stiff breeze that brought the cold here, it's very quiet. No clouds to hold the sound near to the Earth.
It does that, you know, the same sort of pressure that holds the smoke close to the ground also reflects sound downward, and sometime I can hear conversations two miles away. Fog pushes sound directly into the ground. It's the only place it can go.
The one good thing that's always been recognized by most as a good thing is that at least the days are now getting longer again. This matters if you're trying to get wheatgrass to grow inside a greenhouse. The more light there is and the higher it is in the sky the better the grass will grow. Ultra-violet light and all that jazz.
I hate it for them, but I'll be glad when the holidays are over and the working people go back to work. It's not like they're not going to have to do it eventually. That's one of the few things I got a lot of experience at. Auditioning for jobs. That was a long time ago. As long as the government holds together and I get that SS check I won't ever do it again. I never did like it much in the first place. I've never been naturally ambitious.
My reasons for not liking to have a public job has nothing to do with an inability or lack of knowing how to work. I was taught to work by a real pro. I know how to work, it just takes up too much time, and requires me to make promises I might not keep.
Many of the generations that practiced the Christian work ethic are dead or soon will be. A person following that practice as if it were their ticket to heaven is getting harder to locate. A couple of generations have rebelled against it now, and it doesn't attract the followers it once did. The way of life I detested has now outlived itself.
It doesn't matter. Other attitudes toward work will take the place of the old ways. Some even more terse and stressful from what I can see of it. The rewards gained for being that way only pay off for a select few, and some people are mad about it, but they seem helpless to change things back to the way they were. They didn't have computers and the internet back in the "good ol' days", and they're not going to disappear, the people who believe in the good ol' days will disappear instead. They always have. They always will. No blame.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
