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 Thoughts destined to be washed away by the tides of life. |
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I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance? I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them. Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog. |
| For the last week or two I have been fighting an infestation of what I eventually determined to be drugstore beetles. They are a form of pantry beetle that enjoy dry goods. I thought I had found their source a few days ago but they kept coming. I finally decided to do a complete clean-out of all the cupboards and found some surprising things. For instance, who bought a box of protein pancake mix, opened up the box, left the box open so that the flour-y contents were completely exposed and then hid the bug hotel they’d just created way in the back of an upper shelf behind everything else? I also found myself questioning the packaging that manufacturers choose to put their food into. It’s almost as if they want to encourage staleness and bug infestation so they can sell you more sooner. Nah, they wouldn’t do that. So anyway, I have eradicated the beetles, their breeding and dining spots and a lot of forgotten dry goods that were lost in the dark corners of high shelves. And just for good measure, I moved all the food to another cupboard and switched it with the dishes so if the bugs do come back they’ll be confused by all the empty plates. |
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