As of late, the main job at the farm has been finishing the shop. “Finishing” has included a hectic schedule of demolition and renovation that has lasted approximately five months. The job was done alone, and perhaps because of the concentrated reno-work or simply because of the single-handedness there has been an intimate relationship with almost every piece, pipe, and plug in the place.
Now the newly installed floors are being sanded. Every nook, every cranny, every crack and misplaced joint has been stared down. The largeness of the job has become a singularity of pieces of a puzzle that is much larger than it seems. Perspectives change without us knowing.
The fields are unmowed and the barn is filled with “stuff”, seemingly forgotten because of the total concentration on the shop. However, perspectives change. The sanding and preparation done, the floors are ready for finishing and the time to broaden perspectives again is now on the horizon. Perhaps, with a little luck, the farming will come into view soon.
Perhaps soon the nooks and crannies, the cracks and crevices will be forgotten for different puzzles and pieces. And one day, perhaps, all the pieces will be placed; standing back the picture that was always there, in pieces, will be in full view. Perspectives change with the pictures that we create.