Good morning. I went back to October 20th to get this one. They're aromatic asters (Symphyotrichum oblongifolium).
Besides the beauty in the photo, it reminds me that we still might have a month left before the permanence of winter begins to set in.
I think aromatic asters are my favorite aster. They're tough. They grow in sand and dry conditions. They bring promise to a piece of ground with little promise.
Oh, that reminds me. I heard something cool on a podcast the other day. My friend was talking about soil compaction with his partner. And she made the point that the roots of plants are what make water soak into the soil. No roots leads to run off etc. I was like well of course. But I never think of it that way. I like it when people explain the obvious in a way you can understand.
It's like the earth is coded to survive. We just don't know how to pay attention to it. Well, we're at war with it. There's that. I mean why not state the obvious.
Yesterday I was reminded of the long periods I spent at home with my family. It was in a conversation I had with a coworker half my age. I'm 52. He might be 24.
He's got a new girlfriend. Things are hot and heavy. He was quoting St. Paul about marriage. About how it was not up to the man to make sure his wife respects him, but up to the wife to make sure she respects him. In other words, I took it as it's not up to the man to police his wife's attitude towards him.
I like discussing ideas like this. It's tough to do at work though. Time is a priority because of our route evaluations. Yet good conversation slows things down, and I like that. Because you're into the realm of the soul. Death, marriage, birth, aspirations, depressions, love etc.
I wanted talk about my time at home with family. But this is enough for now. I don't go back to the mail trail until the 29th! So you'll be hearing more from me.
I hope you have a great day!
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