May 5, 2007  Get rid of all the stuff the complicates my life
May 5 2007- May 8 2007 "True simplicity doesn’t need to annihilate richness and complexity it can handle commitment and responsibility". Dean Sluyter

What is it about May that keeps me so busy. I think it is my love of gardening. I want to spend every minute outside. The weather has been cooperating . The last few days have been wonderful. I have also been consumed with the notion of getting rid of stuff I do not need. I have also been Family_room
simplifying my house. Monday I did the inside and then yesterday I tackled cleaning the garage. Today I decided it was time to attempt to declutter the shed. How 100_0688
can such a cute building be such a disaster? Why did I feel compelled to organize this shed? I guess because at the moment it is so jammed packed that it is not of any use. I seem to be  100_0693
obsessed with all spaces in my life be use able. Wow I have  collected some cool garden items through out the years. Last year I did not spend as much time in my garden as I had in the previous years. I forgot what I owned. I think I need to start making topiaries again. I better do something with all the wire forms I have 100_0694
collected. Now I have removed the stuff I could lift outside and I am mentally stuck and not sure what where I want these pots to go. With a heavy sigh I decided to take a  break and write this post. 
I just remembered I wanted to share this wonderful article I read about the Kentucky Derby. I was heart broken on Saturday when the  filly who took second  place had to be put down there on the track. This article by Barbara Crafton helped bring me some clarity. This sentence caused me to pause…. Human beings, animals and plants interact with one another in
utilitarian ways. An individual may not make it, but the species will.
Please read the entire article and I would love to know what you think.

Such a brief period of excitement, the running of the Kentucky Derby — most of us notice it right before it occurs, read about the front-runner, and then turn on the television for our annual peek into the world of thoroughbred racing. Maybe somebody has a Derby party, at which everyone has a mint julep.

For those involved in it, of course, it’s the culmination of years of work and thousands of dollars. And for everyone, this year, it was over in a sudden stab of heartache, the impressive performance of the winner overshadowed by the tragedy of the only filly in the race being put down right where she fell, having broken first one ankle and then the other. In the newspaper photograph, she raised her beautiful head to look in agonized disbelief at her injury, while her people gathered around her to keep her from struggling to her feet and her rider stood numbly off to one side. Moments later, she and her terrible pain were both gone.

They are such beautiful animals. Valiant, too, maybe more valiant than is good for them. Racing is rough, people in it are the first to say, and the horses themselves can be rough, their muscles and their drive stronger, sometimes, than their slender bones and tendons can bear. Today animal rights groups are calling for the cessation of thoroughbred racing or for banning the use of the crop during a race. Or maybe the track surface is at fault. Or maybe horses are raced at too young an age.

It is one of the paradoxes of raising animals — the same one that applies to animals raised for food — that the very fact of their domestication, a fact that may indeed cause them to suffer, is also the fact that keeps them alive as species. Many turkey and chicken breeds, goats and sheep, many breeds of cattle survive only because they are raised to be killed and eaten. If we stop eating them, they’ll die out. The thoroughbred horse, so large and majestic an animal, is nonetheless "one of most fragile creatures on earth," writes breeder Jim Squires in today’s New York Times. The big business of racing them also serves to maintain them as a breed. Human beings, animals and plants interact with one another in utilitarian ways. An individual may not make it, but the species will.

This is a strange and narrow moral place to for us to inhabit, and it is painfully ambiguous. We are both the scourge of animal species and the agent of their survival — both at once. It constitutes no laissez-faire reason not to seek the most humane manner of keeping and using animals, but it does force us to remember that we no longer live in the Garden of Eden, and can’t abdicate our place in the chain of being by wishing that we did.

The Almost-Daily eMo from the Geranium Farm Copyright © 2001-2008 Barbara Crafton – all rights reserved

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One Response to Simplicity

  1. darlene says:

    i must confess that i got as far as mint julep and then my mind started wandering, dreaming of hot summer heat sitting out on a veranda, swinging cozily drinking a mint julep only i don’t have a veranda and i’ve never had a mint julep …
    i too have been feeling the need to declutter and garden only may is so busy that i’ve had very little time …

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