Routine Maintenance

Our annual black Friday hike with family=a great break in routine

​The deep comfort of routine seeps back into my bones.  If you don’t break it sometimes, the routine can feel monotonous.  But absence makes the heart grow fonder, they say, and this is most true when it comes to steady beat of routine.  Alarm goes off, dress and head to the gym for “routine maintenance”-a routine within the routine.  Scarf down some yogurt and fruit, and work begins.  Monday work is Monday work, Tuesday work is Tuesday work, ad infinitum.  Boy did I miss ad infinitum.
 
It will get old, hopefully, before the next break in it.  And then, the return to it will again flood my veins with comfort as we settle back in, this time for the long haul that is a main growing season.  It’s one of the things I’ve always loved about farming-the seasonality of it. The winter, the cold, the short days and long angles light-that’s when the breaks happen.  We settle in, then break out, then settle in, then break out.  We interrupt ourselves with visits to family, we open our eyes to far flung places, we attack the “to-be-read” pile.  And in between, we inject ourselves with the warmth of habit.

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