So shall I reap, but it is not that straightforward. Sometimes the ground is clay-like, or stoney, or sandy. Sometimes the sun is not right, or the shade too shady. Sometimes the weeds are too vigorous, after all no one, by definition, plants weeds. Sometimes the seed is old or the tools are weak. Sometimes the farmer has the enthusiasm but not the knowledge. I guess this is just a list of excuses for my misery at what I am reaping.
March 24
March is here today and today is the first step in my march towards a more Zen...