This morning I heard chainsaws closer than usual. Two men from the property next door were clearing the trees downed there. They offered to clear some of the collateral damage from the uprooted tree. It felt good to see some of the damage leave the yard. Things looked so much cleaner when I looked out the window. After a phone meeting, I headed out in search of milk. No regular refrigerated milk was available yet in the two stores closest to the house. I settled for UHT almond milk so I could make some form of chai latte. I will get more groceries in the next couple of days, so will have more food to cook with and will replace some of the foods that had to be tossed from the fridge and freezer. I hope to find real cow's milk on that excursion.
The word of the day seemed to be flexibility. I challenge myself to try new things. This year of counting has started with a bang. Many new things have been experienced during the last two weeks. Seeking out new things brings interest and keeps the mind working. Being open to the new experiences that are outside our choice or control, brings points of reflection and learning. I expect that to be part of the current cleanup. That is where flexibility entered the daily routine. Without power we had to find work-arounds for the short term. Daily activity changed. The simple acts of feeding and entertaining ourselves became a challenge. Once stores reopened, we could get less perishable foods while we waited for power to return. Finding a substitute for regular milk required being open to change. I did enjoy the first cup I made after power was restored, even if it tasted and felt a bit different.
After pondering the new things and need for new thinking a song came to mind. The lyrics note the positives of a new day. Keep safe. Enjoy!
New Morning -- Bob Dylan
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