The Incredible Husk

The weather has been cool lately, too cool for July, but the sweet fragrance of growing corn that hangs in the air over Illinois is unique to the few weeks that mark the beginning of the end for Summer.

I hadn’t noticed the smell until today, when April and I were out for a motorbike ride.  It’s an nice smell, but an unpleasant reminder that the Summer months are slipping through your fingers.  It’s absurd to think that July is 2/3 spent, and downright frightening that Ape and I will be leaving in a week for Germany.

When I think about where times goes, I have to turn to my photos.  They remind of the trips I took, the warm evenings I spent in the garden, and the occasional adventure.  Without them, I’d probably conclude that I really spent the whole summer working and mowing the yard.

What strikes me about Summertime passing in a blur is that I can remember how lengthy Summer days felt when I was younger.  My feeling at the time was that there wasn’t much to do, besides ride bikes, play games, or circumnavigate Lake Williamsville (a 25 minute endeavor).  Maybe there was a lot to do and I never noticed.  Now, there’s more stuff to do than time to do it.

Defining the stuff that sucks up time isn’t easy.  My goal for now is to identify which activities among the stuff are really just overhead associated with my lifestyle – for example, washing the motorcycle, mowing the yard, etc.  These things are so mundane and common to everyone in my social circle that they’ve become a sort of doctrine, or an agreement that I have with myself.  Is it something that can be defined/reduced/sacked?  Is that equivalent of leading a simple existence?  And at what point does simplicity complicate life?  For instance, April and I are considering getting rid of a car.  It will reduce the doctrinal complexity and financial burden of our lives, but it also has the potential to make transportation more difficult for us.

These are the things I hope to think more about- the question of owning 1 or 2 cars has taught me more about my choices than everything I’ve learned about fuel economy and curtain airbags.

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