In that spirit, I’ve been flying through the last month. You may have noticed (I hope you noticed, but you probably didn’t and there’s no need to tell me about that😊), that there has been no blog in the last two weeks. I’ve been running around chasing fun while still cramming in ultra full time farm work. I had no plans to end this insanity this weekend, but accidental fate intervened.
You see, I spent a long “lunch” after market on Saturday reconnecting with my closest friends, then drove home, set an alarm to get up to chase the borealis with some friends, looked at river levels and picked one to paddle the next day, texted paddling friends to arrange it, and took a “quick nap”. My alarm went off at 9:30, I got up to find the address where we were to meet our friends for sky gazing and there were no texts. Nor was there a text from our paddling friends about paddling the next day. So I rolled over and went back to sleep for the night.
The next morning greeted me with continued radio silence and we decided to rest, relax, and do very little on Sunday instead of driving 4 plus hours to find enough water to paddle. I discovered somewhere mid-morning, when it was too late to get any real coordination of paddling in motion, that I had accidentally turned my phone on airplane mode. So the “radio silence” was actually just an accidental intervention of fate, or subconscious, or whatever-you-want-to-call-it. But I will tell you now: it was exactly what my body needed after two weeks of non-stop. I feel quite rested now, thank you, and the grass is mowed and the laundry washed and put away, and the house, well, relatively cleanish. And I’m ready for the next round of non-stop.