
Now then, my garden is generally doing great, except for the beautiful potato plants that have clusters of buds that have just been sitting there for nearly two weeks; they're not opening. Hmmm....
How come when something like that happens to my plans, I at first try to find the "reason" and fix it, but fairly quickly turn it over as another life mystery, hoping for what I want, but not losing any sleep, because I can't control the situation. If I could react this serenely to the things that happen to ME on a fairly regular basis, I'd be "in the catbird's seat" instead of wasting precious time fretting. The sun did exactly what I wanted it to today, without any help from me. Nice, eh?
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