Funny how thoughts can sometimes escape the brain more quickly than one’s fingers can finish typing said thoughts. Beagles excited over chainsaws and drumkits are keeping my head from thinking clearly. All that was left was a partial sentence and a pain where the next word should go. Chris Matthews’ voice wasn’t helping – how is Hardball already on, and why didn’t it change over to the “local” news per usual? And now, I’m sufficiently sidetracked.
So the sentence started something about sitting down to medicate when… oh yes! Now I recall! I decided to poke at a game I play and noticed people bickering about “the wall”. As in the wall I can see from afar when I go a little further around the bend and up the hill. “We need to build the wall! Everything is getting through!” Oh my… Don’t even. Do you know what it is like up between Canada and Maine, lady? Don’t get me started… Most people in the chat were countering her with the tunnels, ports of entry, etc. etc. I just tried to keep grinding, and medicating. Try not to get involved too much. I play that thing for peace of mind. To relax. Just keep grinding. (Remind me to tell you what happened when the Mr. went to Carr Canyon, though! Or did I talk about that already?) I think of all of this now because of this photo, popping up as I went through my Lightroom folders. That tree is gone now – the new neighbors chopped it down, which was bittersweet as most of it was dead so it was needed… but the birds loved it and it made for a great photo. But yeah, the biggest thing to be happy about is no more fear that it’ll fall on anyone or anything, so that is good. Bonus: get a much better view of Mexico. 🙂
