Nov
15
2009
The Grass Is Not Greener Elsewhere
Author: siggyThe grass is not greener elsewhere. It is so tempting to believe that but it is not. Sometimes paradise is right in front of you. This year I discovered a large raspberry patch within an hundred yards on the street I live on the edge of some woods.
This was to be the second year I was going to pick raspberries in a patch I discovered last year on my property. And then I discovered this patch. I did not know who the owners were. The berries were wild. I picked enough at the new patch for at least two pies.
It amazed me I never noticed that patch before. It was ten feet in from the road and I happened to notice it when my dog was sniffing around there. What else am I missing right under my feet?
I was going home from church and took the long way because the land was wilder and I never knew what wildlife I would see from this road.
I was not disappointed this time: I flushed a dozen wild turkey hens. I do see wild turkey around here but I had never seen so many at one time. I was thrilled to say the least.
I never know for sure what discovery I will make next time. We have thousands of books between us and there is an universe in each of them so I have no need to travel too far to explore the next universes.
And that does not even include universe after universe in my music– thousands of LP’s, cassettes and CD’s.
I never run out of things to explore. I do not have to go to far but don’t get me wrong I do enjoy traveling once in a while. I just don’t feel I have to.