The FB post below explains mornings when I first arrived back in the Ozarks and got my bucket filled to overflowing.
First Day Entry: This expression “That just fills my bucket” sure “filled mine” when I received it in an email from a very special “octogenarian” friend of many years, Henry “Hank” Krambeck.
I am in the Ozarks on a personally imposed “retreat” of sorts, so I have the time and inclination to consider the why, wherefores, and why-nots of where I find myself in life at this time, so here goes.
OH MY WHAT A PRIVILEGE. I just had breakfast with the Bald Eagles. Literally. While on the deck with my morning tea, I was watching a large Bald Eagle swoop and fish near the dock at the Lake Ozark house. Soon he landed in a tree left of the deck and watched me. Within minutes, a female and some young eagles were swooping and swishing with him over the lake and our dock. Then, as though to brag, “he” came and landed on the branch of the tree closest to the house, to the right side of deck by the sun room. He kept watching me as though to ask what I thought of his brood? Literally, I told him of course in casual conversation as though speaking to a housemate.
I was glad that I had chosen to enjoy the sunshine for breakfast on the deck in lieu of the boob tube and news. I haven’t seen television since last Wednesday, and the “news” here is more exciting. Sunshine, blue sky, fluffy white clouds and calm lake. Doesn’t get better than this.
Note; I WILL TRY TO GET PICTURES BUT I DON’T WANT TO SCARE THEM OFF AND HOPE THEY’LL MAKE DAILY VISITS.<fail>
Second Entry: I have tried since that first morning to get pictures to no avail. I also had to acknowledge the “circle of life”. It finally came to me as I watched the early morning waters daily, that each day the little family of ducks paddling after the mother duck, was growing smaller and smaller, until finally there was only one. It was then I realized why “my eagles” were so happy. The circle of life was happening.
Third Entry; Here are a few more of the profound things that “fill my bucket” these days. One is realizing that I am okay with being an author and having my novels “out there”. I do not have to be a “best seller” as long as I know I am “touching” my readers who keep wanting more. In fact, I follow the philosophy of Mark Twain who said: “My books are like water; those of the great geniuses are wine. (Fortunately) everybody drinks water.”
Fourth Entry; It is funny how people classify you whether they (or you) believe in the astrological designations or not. For me it has been a “badge of honor” to be a designated Aquarian with the most fun description of anyone in Astrology. I must say it “fills my bucket” to be able to say in my soon to be 69 years, I have never been bored (and rarely boring.)
Fifth Entry: I have had my share of “bricks thrown at me” but …You can be sure my foundation is strong, its built with bricks! As a popular meme says, “When they throw bricks at me, I use them to build a bigger house.”
Sixth Entry; As for me and Mr. Spock , we have come to the same conclusion, I am sure, and that is: “there is alot more out there for us than just the hokey pokey”.
Time to go home and leave this beautiful place behind.