And just like that college football is underway. I gotta say I was very pleased to watch BSU on TV in New Zealand. Never thought I would see the day of watching the team I have grown up with on TV 12,000 miles away. I remember it being difficult to catch a Bronco game in Los Angeles as well Boise. Made my day to say the least, well the victory was definitely the icing on the cake. I had put a lot of anticipation around the game. Not completely over the game itself rather the game became somewhat of a way point. I guess I had been looking at it as a point in my travels to get to. I chose to stay longer in NZ and doing so I would be watching the game here. I guess with the game coming and going just like the past six months I am becoming all the more aware of the time that will soon pass once again.
The past five days have been exciting with the quakes (up to 100 plus now) and the topic of discussion is very much still in the spotlight. However the days have been a little waring on the brain. Haven't had a full nights sleep since the big one. A few times a night I awake to my bed shaking and a rumbling sound. It's kinda funny, I look forward to the fault settling in and the earth to find its calm. However with that one is left with the "what next" feeling that is accustomed to anything significant the stirs the ordinary passing of days. When an event comes along and knocks you out of your living rhythm at times you feel eager to get back in sync and then again you want to stay in the lime light of attention. I wonder how long the attention will stay. Christchurch is a mess, a city that has a huge task to rebuild at hand and while this gets underway the looming idea/talk of another big quake is still swirling. I guess the scientists believe the earth aint done yet. How they can tell this is beyond me. I feel it is a load of shit attempting to make an educated guesstimation and hit it on the head if and or when it does happen if ever. I think they don't want it to be over either. And with the way the earth has been belching out quakes, tremors, vibrations, and topics of conversation I guess this second big quake just might be coming.
Now a week into September and my latest way point passed Spring is moving forward nicely. I am in a nice lull at the moment of this day to the first weekend in November. The first weekend is the finally of show week in NZ or in other words the final turn of the weather for the good. However the next 6-7 weeks will still be busy. I have been doing loads of planting. We are in the as my host mother Sarah puts it the "popcorn phase". The best way to explain this is with a 60 tray of tomato seeds. So in this tray you have 60 slots where one single Tomato seed was planted by yours truly some 30- 60 days ago. Well they have out grown their try and are now ready to be transplanted to a larger pot. So now instead of having 60 Tomato plants in one convenient tray you now have 60 Tomato plants in their individual pots. Now do this with some seventy 60 trays and you have a lot of potting, planting and work at hand not to forget the space to house all of these plants.And so as the weeks progress as does the number of happy healthy plants to go into the ground. The greenhouses and tunnel house are nearly full with eager to grow veggies and the wait is on....
With this wait, a few quakes I am sure, warming days of work in the rising ever higher sun, afternoons of reading, writing, baking, playing, and my newest pick up Yoga. I am on a 28 day Yoga regiment and day one was relaxing and off to a good start. My mid afternoons have a nice step to them. Meditate, Yoga, Work out, and Read. Cant complain life is good.
Books I have read since March 2nd.
The shack
Shantaram
The Dharma Bums
Possum Living
Life of Pi
Currently Reading
Three Against the Wilderness by, Eric Collier
The Greatest Show on Earth by, Richard Dawkins
Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life
If I hadn't have shot poor
Delia I'd have had her for my wife
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
I went up to Memphis
And I met Delia there Found her in her parlor
And I tied to her chair
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
She was low down and trifling
And she was cold and mean
Kind of evil make me want to Grab my sub machine
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
First time I shot her I shot her in the side
Hard to watch her suffer
But with the second shot she died
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
But jailer, oh, jailer Jailer,
I can't sleep 'Cause all around my bedside
I hear the patter of Delia's feet
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
So if you woman's devilish
You can let her run
Or you can bring her down and do her
Like Delia got done
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
Delia's Gone By, Johnny Cash
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