Thought for Tuesday on normal emotions (read in Eng,Sp,Fr,Ger,It)
We have a small riding mower tractor at the Hermitage and my specialty is mowing the grass. I enjoy getting on that noisy little mower and go round and round making the landscape look nice again. Because we are out in the countryside, there is quite a lot of grass to cut, so I am getting a lot of experience. On the other hand, perhaps I am still not so skilled at this task, for a number of reasons, including remembering where the half buried rocks are located! Occasionally, when the mower is in neutral gear, I will suddenly shift to the fastest speed, causing my head to whip back, and nearly throw me off the mower, as it leaps forward like a startled stallion. Getting on the mower and out in the fresh air is a festival of sensory experiences. The smell of fresh grass, waving at passing cars, and feeling the breeze on my face are some of the reasons I enjoy mowing the lawns. My emotional state also goes up and down; now hitting a rock, then watching swallows swooping to catch mosquitoes...