I had a great day. Here in the woods, there isn't a lot to do, and then of course there is. I was up early in anticipation of my scheduled orientation of the park. I made sausage and eggs, toast and coffee. I've noticed that my diet is affected by the peace here...there's no hurry.
My morning routine began. Spiritual readings, journaling, meditation and exercise. I walked a mile or so. There is nowhere in Florida with more hills than in this area. I met Phil.
He took me on a tour of the maintenance areas around the park. I learned about the water supply shut-offs for the RV sites. I was introduced to tractors and mowers, chainsaws, and lots of PVC fittings. Though I'm park-sitting for only the weekend, I wonder whether this is a place I could be in for a while. There are some great music festivals here throughout the year.
But who knows. Yesterday I feared I'd made an error surrendering the condominium for 90 days. Today I found a great deal of peace. I stood still. Standing still at a time I'm inclined to bolt, (i.e.:Scurry, run, ride, eat ice cream...etc.), gets me calm. I can stand still, more often.
I had never driven in a car mounted with a doughnut tire. Mine howled at speeds over 60 mph and also at low speeds. In the rain, the water hitting the wheel well made a different sound than the other tires. It's hard to forget I had the doughnut tire on. It was replaced today. The story about losing the rim with a TPM sensor and the flat tire from off the back of the RV can be left out. A very expensive mistake. Tire pressure monitor sensors and late model wheel rims and tires are not cheap as they were in the old days.
I took my clothes to a laundromat. Quiet, boring. But the child whose Mom pushed her around in a laundry basket made me smile. I cleaned and vacuumed the Toyota. I practiced some old fiddle tunes. I made dinner. It's late, and if I spend as much time writing about the mundane as I have here, will someone please post a rude comment?
I feel blessed by good fortune today, mundane or not. I watched a movie on the computer after dinner. As many times as I've seen it, one would think I'd stop tearing up during the triumphs of Bill Munro, played by Tony Hopkins in "The World's Fastest Indian". One line comes to mind. When the neighbor kid, Tommy asks Munro if he's afraid of dying, Munro replies, "You live more in 5 minutes on a motorcycle like that than most people do in a lifetime." Yes, I'm truly blessed to be adventuring in an RV with a vintage motorcycle on board. Happy day.
My morning routine began. Spiritual readings, journaling, meditation and exercise. I walked a mile or so. There is nowhere in Florida with more hills than in this area. I met Phil.
He took me on a tour of the maintenance areas around the park. I learned about the water supply shut-offs for the RV sites. I was introduced to tractors and mowers, chainsaws, and lots of PVC fittings. Though I'm park-sitting for only the weekend, I wonder whether this is a place I could be in for a while. There are some great music festivals here throughout the year.
But who knows. Yesterday I feared I'd made an error surrendering the condominium for 90 days. Today I found a great deal of peace. I stood still. Standing still at a time I'm inclined to bolt, (i.e.:Scurry, run, ride, eat ice cream...etc.), gets me calm. I can stand still, more often.
I had never driven in a car mounted with a doughnut tire. Mine howled at speeds over 60 mph and also at low speeds. In the rain, the water hitting the wheel well made a different sound than the other tires. It's hard to forget I had the doughnut tire on. It was replaced today. The story about losing the rim with a TPM sensor and the flat tire from off the back of the RV can be left out. A very expensive mistake. Tire pressure monitor sensors and late model wheel rims and tires are not cheap as they were in the old days.
I took my clothes to a laundromat. Quiet, boring. But the child whose Mom pushed her around in a laundry basket made me smile. I cleaned and vacuumed the Toyota. I practiced some old fiddle tunes. I made dinner. It's late, and if I spend as much time writing about the mundane as I have here, will someone please post a rude comment?
I feel blessed by good fortune today, mundane or not. I watched a movie on the computer after dinner. As many times as I've seen it, one would think I'd stop tearing up during the triumphs of Bill Munro, played by Tony Hopkins in "The World's Fastest Indian". One line comes to mind. When the neighbor kid, Tommy asks Munro if he's afraid of dying, Munro replies, "You live more in 5 minutes on a motorcycle like that than most people do in a lifetime." Yes, I'm truly blessed to be adventuring in an RV with a vintage motorcycle on board. Happy day.
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