Playing Fair and Being Kind

These past few days have been filled with renewed energy that I’ve found. I attribute this good health to a few events. I’m eating well since taking on a vegan diet. My weight has dropped a little over twenty pounds since the last week of January of this year. I have hired a house cleaner to help me gain control over The Castle. The immediate impact there is the interest I’ve regained in continuing the remodeling adventures. I have also signed up for a “Learning to Row” course at Lake Megunticook in Camden. Now I’ve committed to taking an active role in being physically fit. As you see, these are quite a shift in what I’ve been doing in the past. I’m looking at my seventies as if they are my forties. Time to begin new adventures and even take risks.

I also saw a dear friend yesterday that reminded me of a pact of sorts. We bumped into each other quite by accident. I am interested in this friend but we have made a commitment not to interact in any way for six months to see if we are still curious about the other. In six months I will contact her to go for coffee and to discuss the results of this pact. It was good to see her and I think she was equally pleased. I will contact her in October. Stay tuned.

Another adventure I’ve undertaken is learning how to sew. I have a sewing machine at The Castle that seems to work o.k. My friend in writing group Grace has said she would help me to make cafe curtains for some of the windows. This is the second machine that I’m learning to operate. I also took a MIG welding instruction last month and I have been looking for things to weld together as decorator pieces for outside in the garden.

So, I am on top of the world for a while. Poco a poco, se va lejo.

This poem I wrote today. It came to me as I was beginning to read Hemingway’s “Islands in the Stream”. I was sipping my favorite, Alonzo Double Dark coffee outside and the birds were active in the woods surrounding The Castle. Here it is.

GAIA PRESENTS

Some are calling or

Announcing,

Some warn away intruders.

Unseen but Heard –

Sitting high, calling loudly,

insistently,

I imagine:

“Hey, Louise, I’m waiting in these trees!”

or

“Hold it right there, Bud!”

This open air venue with

free seating twenty four hours a day,

Productions daily all year long,

Authors rotate through the seasons.

The best seats

in the house.

The shows begin

when I arrive.

The curtain is always up

and

Some one or Some thing is always

Treading the boards.

The plot is never Clear but is ever Captivating.

I laugh, I cry, I applaud.

G. M. Goodwin

30 May 2015