my family keeps requesting to see videos of the kids, so i'm dutifully complying. the first is mimi at ballet. the camera shake is because i'm trying to hold a wiggly ozzy at the same time. the second is ozzy trying to ride a tricycle. he's getting the mechanics of it, but his legs are still a little short. the last is ozzy riding his Tot Rod. i love how he takes the time to carefully buckle up before he drives.
sometimes when i think about giving up on life in general, and sitting like a blob all day, unbidden my mind fills up with images of a neglected garden turning brown, rotting, dying, and thats often enough motivation to keep going, if for no other reason than to prevent the desolation from becoming reality. is it weird that when i think of dying one day, that i get sad knowing my garden will die when i am gone? i dont think anyone else would go tend to it when i am no longer around. i hope they will at least keep a plant or two in remembrance of me, but the little pollinator waystation i've been working for several years now to create will likely be razed and no more.
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