Variety in Life

I love the farm stands in the North Fork of Long Island.  Fresh produce they sell, and today I thought I’d have to call the plumber, because of the leek my wife obtained.  (There’s no soup like leek-potato soup.)

There’s little danger of neglecting social distancing.  There aren’t that many people at the farm stands (COVID-19).  But the trouble is when you want to go to the bathroom.  McDonald’s was open for food, but the restrooms were closed.  Luckily there are still wild, uninhabited spaces out there.  I have a shovel in the trunk of the car.

I will say this about the world I was born into: it is interesting.  God certainly played up the variety.  And there are challenges there, too.  May they continue to occupy me as long as I live.

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