“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution


 The clock read 5:55 - the latest time until which my internal clock allows me to sleep.  On this particular morning, unlike most, I wanted desperately to roll back over and go back to sleep.  However, that idea is a luxury not afforded to those of us upon whom so many souls depend for their nourishment and care.

I took a deep breath, and hopped out of bed - ready to face another day but thinking back to the old days, when I was up before the sun getting ready to work either at the hospital or the Orthopedic office.  In those days, I dreamed about retirement and all of those mornings that I would be able to sleep as long as I wished.

Chuckling to myself, I pulled on my jeans.  "Sleeping in" was never in the cards - and is certainly not a sustainable retirement plan, given my current lifestyle.  Don't get me wrong - I'm not complaining.  "Au contrare" - I wouldn't do life any other way.  Like our rescue dogs, I am living my best life.  And part of  that best life is greeting the day as early as possible. 

 As the sun begins to rise above the hills to the East, and the birds are welcoming the day with song, and a cool breeze rustles through the woods, I am grateful to be awake and...

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