BitterSweetLife

Well, I’m home.

I’ve been debating how exactly to reenter normal life. But while the ideas are many, the necessities are, uh, one. The thing about going back to work is that at least it gives you a convenient reentry point. Today I “celebrated” the return from Montana with some weed-whacking and mowing.

The projected temperature was in the 90s, but God was good enough to cut the heat with a cool drizzle that lasted hours. I was thinking that “redundancy” is not always draining—today’s rain was repetitive, but definitely refreshing. Why shouldn’t more repetitive things be that way?

That thought might be worth a full post, seeing as how redundancy makes up a large part of life. Good redundancy. G.K. Chesterton wrote about God’s “delight in the monotonous”—ordering the sun to rise again and again and again, ad nauseum.

I’ve got lots of writing to catch up on, and a bunch of photos to post, but it’s getting late. I’m going to go soak up some good redundancy in another area, and try to make it back here tomorrow.