These past 24 hours I’ve been trapping beetles off my potato plants banging them into a chock-full-of-nuts can. Then I had this idea…
Perhaps if I sprinkled some fairy dust in the dark of night it might work. I’d try anything to save my crop after all of my hard work.
My sweetheart thought I had lost my mind and that I needed to be rescued. I don’t know where he would have gotten this idea. It is not like I needed rescuing, that I’d become obsessed or deranged.
Do you have something in your life that seems all-consuming?
How do you find balance?
Can you laugh at yourself?