So today, every time the wind would blow through the trees I would think it was the sound of tires coming around my gravel road. Yesterday's low flying sheriffs helicopter has set off my ocd anxiety and panic issues. You know, the issues the cannabis helps control.
It's not that I think I am breaking the law, but the fear of being assaulted by having the doors kicked in while I sleep by the plant police is disconcerting.
I've got the cages up, picked up the rocks from the garden and watered today. Hope you all having a better time than me this week. I have had a numb finger tip for the last six months, probably from 30 years of uncontrolled diabetes that constantly bugs the crap out of me. Worse when it's cold, but just yucky feeling when it's warm out. Getting old is not for the weak!
Need to hook the grass cutter to the tractor. The wild flowers have turned to tall dry grass.
My mountain side looks like the pine bark beetle is finally here and starting to kill off trees. Makes me feel like the whole world is dying off.
Sorry for such a downer. Got no where else to go with this crap. Peace, great weekend to you.