More daylight

Winning!

If you live north of the equator, yay! More daylight!

South?

Enjoy the summer. You guys are losing daylight though.

There’s something very reassuring in watching the changing of the light.

I especially find the longer days encouraging. Each day until the next solstice feels like we’re winning.

Soon a crap day will not matter. It will be seven in the evening and I’ll be outside. There will be light and things will have a new smell. I do so love that fresh, ‘new spring smell’.

With that in mind, let’s dive back into the muck of shame.

I noticed with the story of the woodpile that I didn’t feel so ashamed in the retelling of it. I noticed a great feeling of pride. I’m proud of how I stack wood. I’m proud of how I learned it. Did it suck? At the time. Yes.

Could my dad have taught me differently? Based on what I know about him is likely not. He could have. And I don’t think anything about his life world made that probable.

These days, I’m proud of what I learned and ok with how it happened. I…