This time of year business can be slow but it seems that there is a lot to do. Taxes have to be done and the utility bills are high. There is anxiety about the economy. We live in a great country where we elect our leaders, but we have to endure a constant onslaught of election campaigns that feel more like an assault that seems inescapable. Worry and indecision seem to conspire to overrun us all.
I refuse fear. I will keep in mind the day coming when baseball returns to Dickey Stevens Park with the green grass. I will keep struggling with the Ideal. I will keep in mind the jostle and excitement of buying fresh produce at the farmers market. I can't wait to stroll the river walk with my beloved on warm, summer nights. We will admire the skyline across the river.
Further in the future I get excited about our coming new neighbors on Maple Street. Someday we will walk to a grocery store. We will greet and be greeted by name. We'll get a chicken and some vegetables fresh from the farm. We'll cook out and enjoy hospitality with friends around the table in the warm evening air. We get to be a part of history in the making here in Argenta.
Bob the Painter will be busy.
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