As I gaze out my patio doors, I can't help but be amused by the fickleness of Mother Nature. The plants exposed to the deluges of June are now towering over the metal fence like a crocheted green afghan. However due to her stinginess with the moisture since, the tomatoes took their own sweet time. This of course prompted rain dances and artificial means of sustenance. But now in the beginning of August, giant cucumbers, onions and several types of tomatoes insist upon coming to fruition all at once. Fie!
A lady I know mentioned another fact of nature: mainly that she has had confirmation of cancer in a new spot from two previous areas she had brutally excised and "che-moed" to death. She debated with herself on whether she had the strength to fight once again or just let nature take its course, though that could be a painful journey of an indeterminate length. She smiled and said "well we all live like there's no tomorrow and you could step off the curb and get hit by a car". Though I nodded at the wisdom of that, privately I have to consider. Isn't it different when you can see the car coming and know that soon you will be beneath its wheels?
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