listen

Sometimes you can try your best to help someone and it doesn't matter.  They either don't care, don't want to hear it, or think they are right.  It doesn't matter how nice or how much you do or how much evidence you show.

And no matter how much you care or think you can make a difference, sometimes you just have to take a breath and let it go.  If there isn't a reason for them to try and you have tried and tried and tried, eventually you just have to cut your losses.

Losses? Looses?  whatever.

Sometimes language bothers me and I have to just accept the fact that I don't remember all the rules and hope that those around me get the gist.

... I hope that's a word.

It is: http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/gist?s=t

gist

noun

1.

the main or essential part of a matter: What was the gist of his speech?

2.

the ground of a legal action.

 

Back to the subject... Which is basically to convince myself to stop caring.  That is difficult.

 

Is it right to give up on someone?  Does it depend on how much it would affect their life, your life and those around you?

 

Sometimes I hate these questions. 

Try

The attempt of something is sometimes not always enough.  Sometimes you have to keep trying.  Maybe there is a fumble, a trip, a fall, but then there is the continuing on.  That is the victory, the continuation.  The goal is still there, and yet that goal still isn't the end.  The journey, the try of day to day life keeps happening.  And there is a raw beauty in that, a basic instinctual kinship among people.

So we keep trying and we keep struggling.  Maybe not to do it exactly right but to keep getting better.  No matter who you are or what you do, there is always that next step and all you have to do is take it. And then the next.  And the next.

Soon you will see you are closer to what you want and further from where you were, and there will be a moment of pleasure.  A sigh of relief and a weight lifted from your shoulders.  And then ... then you put your head back down, lean into that harness and keep pulling.

If you have that try, congratulations you are alive.

Edible?

Found some mushrooms growing in the garden.  Trying to find out if they are edible.

Fireflies

Fireflies : Nature's Bling

Cooler Weather

With the cooler weather the garden is starting to produce again.  Even with the water I was giving it - I think the plants were just trying to survive in the weeks of 100 + heat.  Now that it has broken below the 90s the plants are fruiting.  Even the Cherokee Purples are putting out tomatoes again.  I see two watermelons so far and the tomatillos look like they are making a go of it too but nothing substantial yet.  I am very happy to see the garden coming back after I had given up on it producing anything more this year.

My two baby watermelons - I will be keeping a close eye on them.  I think they are sugar babys.

The tomatillos are making their paper shell - kind of like an onion but their fruit is more like a tomato.

And the tomatoes - I hope the cool temps will keep them from cracking so bad.

Nevermind

So the land wasn't what I was looking for after all.  I understood that it was a rectangle lay out - I just thought it would be wider that the double wide trailer that was on it.

Parents

Parents never get enough respect from their children, especially while they are growing up.  I remember accusing mine that all they wanted was a slave and that was why they had me (I actually had it pretty darn good).  A lot of parents don't hit that correct balance of respect, discipline, and spoiling.  I like to think mine were right on - if a little heavy on the spoiling and a little light on the discipline (chores and such).

Even at 32 years old my parents are still helping me.  I would like to think I will help them more some day.