This morning I helped John put the big green shutters ( he made for the little church down the road) on to replace the 50+ year old ones that were on it. The old ones were in rough shape; maybe not the best timing. I wonder how long the new ones will last.
When it comes to personal timing, I go between thinking, I am doing things at just the right time and feeling that I am dragging my feet. Sometime, there are moments, however, that seem like time stands still and nothing needs to get done. This morning, I was waiting at Cedar Hill Church for John to go back up to the house to recut a shutter, when just such a time arrived. The temperature was perfect, the sun shone warm on my back, and shadows of turkey vultures glided by on the tree tops. I was definitely living in the moment. Then a young woman walked by with a large German Shepherd puppy on a leash. He/she wanted to come over and see me but the young woman just kept going and barely acknowledged my greeting. She was tuned in to her headphones but her dog turned around at least a half dozen times before they got to the bend in the road.
My inspection sticker on my van expired the last day of September. I knew it was going to expire but then I forgot until Monday. I didn't get noticed by law enforcement and I pushed my expiration date up an extra month for next year so does that mean I did it at just the right time or I was dragging my feet?
I wish I could have more timelessness in my life. My short term memory has not been that great lately and I was thinking it might mean that I need to "live in the moment" more, because then I wouldn't have to remember the past moments.
So what about that dog today and what about the animals at Cabin Spring Farm, do they live in the moment or do they have to worry about timing?