Our world 🌍 Will it right itself?

I read a post today on FB about a logging trailer reload at a logging camp getting tore down. I thought 🤔 I remember when it was built.

 This brought about so many thoughts. I remember picket lines demanding better wages and working conditions, picket signs, and fighting with the company. Looking back, That was when we had a good company to work for. 

Now as I look back from this time in my life I think will our world change for the better, will it right itself? I see our way of life, western world or first world as some say, slowly eroding? Will the world become all third world? Will there ever be a level playing field? Or will we regress to a world fighting for scraps at every corner?

Well as far as I see, which in the course of the world is not too far off, it's not a worry to me. I'll appreciate my last part of my life best I can, and the rest will be what it becomes. 

My thoughts go to my Children and Grandchildren, and next, Great Grandchildren. And life goes on. 🙂

We, Polly & I have just about relinquished all of our assets, our holdings in life. House, furniture, dishes, tools (I have been adding to these lately) 🤔😊 almost all done, cabin share will be done soon, then we have our truck and trailer as our only tangible big assets. Moving forward we have all our ducks 🦆🦆🦆 lined up. We are ready to travel with less worry about things at home, as we take our last few things with us. 

Covid is still here, so planning is kinda hard, but we plan to possibly, maybe, move along this June. North, and east if okay. Truck needs a few touch ups, trailer in for check-up before, and off we will go. 

Shots? 💉💉 Looking like no choice right now, have to have em if we want to travel.

Choices are limited in what shot you get, just take what's given. Never before have we ever had a choice, so what does it matter now. No notice yet that we are in line, so wait as many others do. All will be good, we are okay here for now. 

Arrowvale Campground has been very good for us, rooster 🐓 just crowed again, bull moos, donkeys will hee haw soon, eagles will screech, love the sounds as the farm wakes up. We have been very comfortable here, and will come back again sure. 

So what of our way of life? Well as I see it now, we, Polly and I have some of the last of the easy street kinda life. We did work hard and lots to get what we got, but nothing like the next generations will have to. Can you imagine buying a 🏠 home now at over $500,000.00 shit! That's alot of zero's. I shake my head. And prices looking to continue to go up. 

For us we thought maybe a retirement home, but after this Covid I'm not thinking of it anymore. No lock up for us. Free and fun days, that's our future I'm thinking. Well until we absolutely can't. Then, well not to worry, deal with that when it comes. 

Living for the moment, with light, unsure planning for the future. That's our way for today. 😊 Loving our Life ❤️

The Zen of Woodworking 😊 Knowing myself just a little better every day

             Shelf built from a pallet

I have been developing my woodworking talents for awhile now, youtube has helped immensely. 

Just yesterday I realized something I learned about me before, just had to see it again. I like to "Git er done!" Rather that finesse at something. I knew this, but have to re-learn it every once in awhile. When I started out with the woodwork this last while I dreamed of an epoxy and wood table, sure I could do it, I still might, but that perfection is not what I like. I like to get whatever I'm doing done and in use, and learn a better way each time I do it. 

Years ago I read a book called Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance. It is about self examination, and I learned the ways I do this. Today I am still developing a good look at me. 😂 

Perfection is often a goal, and the way to atain it is often overlooked. I love to work with wood, and that is my enjoyment. My goal is not perfection, but enjoyment in the process of creating. 

I see the beauty in wood right down to it's growth, the structure, the grain, the variants in its beauty. I like it's differences, not just strait grain. 

I also like to see people happy, so when I create something from wood, I'm passing on my love and happiness to them. They enjoy it, and are happy, that in turn makes me 😊 happy. 

Sounds kina sukky when I read it back to myself, but is the way it is. 

No matter what you do, this is likely the motivation, you do what you love, and pass on that love in your creations. Simple hey. I wonder why 🤔 we still fuss about the small things in life? 

My head might be buried in the sand, but I watch less news, and spend more time being creative now than ever, and surprise, I'm happier. Simple, gee I don't know, but it's working for me. 

Life's good here with lot's of wood, at Arrowvale Campground ❤️🤗