Musing

6C/43F, dark, raining heavily; even the geese are grounded – swimming the lagoon while they wait for suitable flying weather; Gusta is thoroughly soggy so she is likely getting pretty ripe (good thing I cannot smell)

this weather is suitable for Vancouver folks, in fact their norm; my partner BB is flying in from their this morning for meetings that should bring sunshine to us one day soon; an association of long standing has ripened; today we will see how some of those efforts might yield something to harvest from mixing our skills, reputation & hard work to win a great potential
client, a great potential project that makes the world a little better in the process

harvest time, is this time, now; this is the time when we harvest the fruits of our labour; farmers do it too

seeds planted, maturing growth carefully tended, storms withstood; the seasons change bringing new stages in hopes to plow new ground next spring – such an appropriate metaphor for our plans

in the real estate business the phrase ‘location, location, location’ is so over-used, when a far better term is ‘timing, timing, timing’

today I would add ‘ripening’ to the list; location, timing, ripening - that sounds right

my friend, muser, golf buddy & travel agent CC celebrates a birthday today; I scoured the web in search of the perfect metaphorical quote but finding nothing the rhymed with 54, but I found these gems:
‘Age does not diminish the extreme disappointment of having a scoop of ice cream fall from the cone.’ - Jim Fiebig
‘It's sad to grow old, but nice to ripen.’ - Brigitte Bardot

happy birthday wishes to a well ripened babe, too youthful to be called mature, but very well ripened

Mark

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