fire

I have always been fascinated with fire.  Ain't nothing like burning a bunch of crap to make one feel productive.  It can also get you in big trouble in a rural area.  My daddy knew just exactly when it was time to burn the pine needles over by that tree line next to the pasture.  One year I caught the empty field on fire burning off the asparagus bed and when Daddy came to investigate he said "Don't worry.  It won't jump the road."  And it didn't, but me and Debbie Elder were out there running around with whatever we could find to whack it out.

And then there was the time I made the front page of The State Gazette for (accidentally) causing a fire in the very same field only it was full of beans.  Bubba came along with the city and county fire people and first responders.  The damage was minimal and I learned that lesson the hard way.  It must have been a slow news day because the paper had the whole thing recorded for history.  That was NOT one of my finest moments.

I have had a recurring dream spanning most of my adult life.  In the dream I am in the bathtub, only the tub is in the living room.  I don't think I am real concerned about the house being on fire around me.  It's not scary, just something that I can remember.  

In a way that is how I feel about life right now.  Everybody's got drama and it changes day by day.  I admit that I have whined and cried way too much over car problems, and I apologize to God and everybody about that.  The details involved with something like that are hard to work out when you depend on others for a ride. I still work part time and so does LP, so there's that.  

Our friend told us yesterday to remember that it's just a season and it may seem long but eventually it will morph into something different.  That's how mother nature rolls ^j^  Faith.Hope.Love.  And the greatest of these is love.