If you’re going to have a blog, you should write on it. Make a note.
I want to have a blog, so I’ll have to start writing. But (as a warning), I’m not very good at this at the moment, so you’ll have to wait through a bunch of nothing entries until I start making some sort of sense.
One thing I want to write about is my garden — that would be, my future garden, since I don’t actually have a garden yet.
You see, I’ve just retired. Yesterday. So today, suddenly I have not only nothing to do, but the list of things to do stretches to infinity (both conditions at once!), to include all the things I couldn’t do while working. And, of course, one of those things is having a garden. Some of my time is being spent browsing the University of Arizona (written UofA; don’t make me tell you again!) Agricultural Extension site, investigating just how difficult it will be to grow useful things here in the desert, and learning of the vast amount of effort that will be needed to get the local dirt in shape to produce foods I’ll want to eat. Someday.
I’ll also be getting a dog, so you’ll probably be hearing about that. I’ll also be getting the piano tuned, which activity will probably take away from time spent here, so there’s that, too. But I don’t have a TV — well, I have a TV (two, in fact), but they don’t get a signal out here, and the satellite company severely let me down last year, so the point is that I don’t have that time-waster to distract from writing. Or gardening. Or the piano. Or the dog.
NO! I’m not really stacking up too much to do, and as we go along, you’ll see how truly lazy I am, and how little actually gets done here.
And finally druidry, which I’m studying at the moment. I know, it’s a religion of oak trees and damp places, but its emphasis on nature and yearly cycles and being in sync with the actual world around you appeals to me now. And I have some significant atonement to be done regarding my occupation over the last decade or so, and I think some deep Earth reconnection is in order for me just now. It’s still possible that I’ll find out how unsuited I am for Druid practice, or something, maybe. We’ll see.
So I think that’s what’s going to be happening here. You can stay and watch if you want, or not, as you like. I promise not to be offended if you just quietly slip out the back. In any case, I’m going to try to be here most days, yammering on about something or nothing or beans — who knows as this point?