The discussion involved how best to terrace this cliff behind the barn.
Present: Architectural Engineer. Geologist. Excavator. Me. Micha. Giovani Piacenza, our house wine producer (his cousin is the Excavator Gisuseppe Piacenza). Max.
Giovanni likes to negotiate for his cousin over a friendly table.
The heavy artillery is brought out. That's Norwegian Aquavit and Italian Grappa on the table.
A deal is struck. We smile nervously while reviewing our checkbook balance in our heads.
The deal is sealed.
My adrenaline has kicked in. I am feeling unsettled and overwhelmed by everything. I go outside and look at our ugly nasty cliff, hoping for some shred of inspiration to keep me going.
And there it is. It whispers to me. Don't be scared. If I managed to survive and blossom on this nasty grey cliff, just imagine what is in store for you.
Everything will be fine.
4 comments:
It's indeed a wonder of nature, and I also think it must be a good sign.
How wonderful that you are someone who knows to look for 'signs.' We so often think only of bad coincidents in life and fail to see the good ones.
Wow what a way to strike a deal!!!
Such a wonderful "sign" yes the little plant survived and so can you :-)
yes it is often hard for us to see beyond somethings, but all will work out!
Good post, good reminder.
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