Daily Doses?

It's time to try something new. For me at least. Short blogs on one memorable moment from my day--since it seems something striking happens every day without exception. Nothing deep, probably not very insightful, but more documentary.

Why? Because these are the things I miss jotting down for my own memory prompt and the amusement of others.

The day I found thyme. Fresh, wild, hidden by weeds; such a delicious scent after a long hot day of work.

The day I was scolded for working to hard (by a boss), and told to take it easy or I could hurt myself.

The day (weeks later) I was scolded for not working hard enough (by a guest) and being a slacker, after all "this is Israel, not some slack job."

All the little things in between that have been formative and forgotten.

And today. Today I ripped my pants. A nice right angle above the knee while climbing into a trailer to unload part of our branch trimmings for the day. I've never ripped a pair of pants before. Now I have to sew. Maybe I'l even have to buy a patch. Shorts are not an option.