Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Life on the Farm Day 3


Because I can.

I headed off today, got hopelessly lost in signpost-less rural Newfoundland. It can be maddening. Plus GPS fail due to lack of service. I sympathise more with my tourists who stay with me now. Visited the above abandoned farm, so grown over I didn't want to injure myself with no cell phone coverage so took the picture from afar and speculated.

I'm over-editing stuff so have to leave it. And go back to it.

I sat in a coffee shop and observed for a while and then read my current book. On leaving, walking through the parking lot, 4 people greeted me. I love this aspect of Newfoundlanders. A perfect stranger and a greeting tossed like a flower.

I found a pair of slippers for myself at a local shop. I'm awfully fussy about slippers. These are comfortable and stalwart and won't shove me out of them. It's happened.

I saw a sign outside a local church which made me laugh and laugh. I really don't know why. Maybe you can explain it:

"Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil. There's no point."

OK. Maybe I'm getting blunter as I age. Sorry.

Chatted with the Grandgirl on PM. She's lecturing at university now. To 3rd years. She's in 4th year. Her marks are through the roof. She's enjoying it and the money but her own work is piling up. I felt lucky to get her on PM.

A dog barking set me off today. I do all my major crying in the car.

And secrets. Love them. When missus here is off teaching, mister lights up a mighty spliff. I say mighty as I didn't see it, he was out in the shed but the aroma actually barged its way into my room. I took a few deep breaths and reminisced for a while about those hippy days in the sixties.

I'm not missing home one bit.

12 comments:

  1. I am glad to see that you have an internet connection.

    "Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil. There's no point."

    Nice word play but totally wrong.

    To this, all I can say is religions are clueless. There is much more to life without religion, much more of the good life, the pleasant life, meaning and purpose are much greater. Religions are holding world society back.

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    1. I agree with you Fred. It was the ineptitude of the metaphor that made me howl. And if one is dreaming of an afterlife how can one be present in the beautiful now? Especially if one thinks the Big Sharp Pencil is watching every move looking for failings.
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    2. Most preaching just makes me roll my eyes. The blindness of it, the arrogance, the assumptions, the triteness.

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    3. I agree SJG and I found this a particularly "dumbing down" metaphor. I also found it terribly funny. In a mean way.
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  2. Happy to hear you're out exploring. Seems to me writing can be done alll winter.

    Seen in a flower bed, tiny faded hand lettered:

    "If you're looking for a sign, this is it".

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    1. A sign of spring? The apocalypse? Speculating is good.Trouble is I can never "time" my writing. It just happens no matter where I am.
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  3. Loved the message outside the church!
    Maggie x

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  4. I'd be sauntering over to that shed and asking, all innocent-like, "What's that smell?" just to see how he'd react. Would he be all "Oh that's some incense I was burning" or "Would you like a toke?"

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  6. Take care WWW! The sniffing can get to you!

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