Update: I’ve been writing about how I want to get through the next few ugly and angry years. Our worry was not unfounded; it is unbearable. I’m staying on the Spiritual Path, devoting my life to doing good and making the world a better place in any way I can, big or small. I won’t let the madness knock me off my path.

Helping the food pantry and assisting the Myanmar genocide victims through their college lives is pretty significant to me. I turn what I have learned upside down—big things to billionaires are small things to me (those yachts!), and small things to most of the world are big things to me, like getting food to hungry kids on weekends and taking pictures of flowers every day. I find significant meaning in my life. I wouldn’t make a good oligarch or boot licker; there is no politician I’ve ever worshipped.

I don’t need a 500 million dollar yacht; I only need a view of the farm and some colorful flowers.

I won’t lie. I don’t live in a cave. I see and feel the dismantling of the country I love, bit by bit, and I feel for the struggling people who thought this would make their lives better—betrayed again.

So far, it’s a billionaire party, a training school for Oligarchs with mansions, and now, control over our country. My first boss in journalism gave me one tip: “There’s only one story in all of the world,” he said. “The rich screwing the poor.” He was right, it seems. But there is a choice. I plan to live another story.

I’m staying on my track. This is a spiritual path for me; it brings me peace, grounding, love, and happiness.  This means moving away from anger and fear. The four windows, I call them. I have a new job here on Bedlam Farm, and I love it. Every minute of my life with Maria, Zip, my pictures, the dogs, the animals, and even the birds, to whom I never paid much attention.

My farm and photography have helped me see the world’s beauty and meaning. I’m happy—nothing but sadness and heartbreak for me in Washington or the so-called news. I make my news here, and so does Maria. Thank God for That.

I have everything I need, and I have no want for anything I lack (well, okay, maybe a new lens one day). Sue sold me three more Calla Flowers from her shop today. I hope you enjoy these pictures as much as I loved taking them.

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