This post is simply blather, talking to myself I suspect. I had so many deep and meaningful things to write, but the sun is too cheerful, the day too balmy, the sky too blue...
The building where I work is locked up today, so that lets me off the hook but delays completion time. I am not supposed to go out into the sun, and the plumber has yet to arrive to hook up the heating bits and pieces upstairs.
Today I accepted odd friend requests from people I don't know. Once FB was a way of staying in touch with family, but now it is a time-consuming, greedy and unwelcome distraction. Do I stay or do I go?
The reality is that in today's world FB is a marketing tool, so for Legato I will stay. Life got much happier though, when I started "hiding" feeds and blocking other people's games. I was reading and discarding far too many words in a day.
Now to train myself not to open FB until evening... maybe I will get through a few more important emails if I am not reading posts that really are not so necessary in my life.
Autumn is glorious, there is no better word for it this year. The forecast was for rain, but after the rain we have clear vistas and the most wonderful sky. I could almost pretend that I was back in Hawkes Bay, the sky is so blue! The leaves are only now starting to turn, and the little bit of rain we have had gives depth to the colours in the rocks and the stone walls.
Today I am also grateful for beautiful weather.
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2 comments:
Foe, mostly, IMHO, for many, many reasons.
Why are you accepting odd requests from people you don't know?
Just as I was wondering about my reply to this I checked facebook and watched a link a friend had posted. It was inspirational, and very humbling. I shared that link. Who knows, maybe one of those people who requested friendship needed to see that video?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9WFb18dLSY
The version on facebook was slightly edited, and the song "I know my Redeemer lives" was played over it.
We never know when or how we touch another's life.
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