To Corvallis

Another trip to my Osteopath with great hopes for help. I especially love the nearly two hour drive through this beautiful landscape in full summer ‚attire‘. Blue sky, big birds circling in the air. Fresh hay has been made and the bales are lying on the meadows to dry, some cows are grazing , sometimes goats, it is an image of peacefulness. Just as 9 years ago, I need to start to meditate to keep my mind from being obsessed over the upcoming election and let it gall my life.
I know I am not the only one who fears the things that can happen. But I have never seen a similar mess politically created by stupidity, brazen greed for power and insufficient laws!
Was it Voltaire who wrote, when things got too ‘tight’ : et d’ailleurs, il faut cultiver mon jardin!?

Meanwhile, at home, pictures were taken for the sale of our house ad , a friendly lady seemed to be happy to be able to buy my Pilates reformer and another lady was very grateful to take my keyboard with stand home for 80$. Don was a great house keeper