Morning in Rice Land

I am taking an early morning stroll on the E-tryke through Rice Land…..talk about downsizing from RV to E-tryke

the hues of the fields flooded with water and the aspiring shoots bursting through the mire are as colorful as any artist’s palette 🎨 you will ever encounter

I reflect on how my life has changed by jumping from an airplane ✈️ that gravitated from me determining the flight plan to others I gave that responsibility to….. and often was dissatisfied with the various places I landed. That was not their fault…. It was mine….

Living untethered is rewarding and costly….. as it should be….. avoiding sacrifices is a severe cop out on living authentically. We pay to play whatever game we choose and the amount we invest will ultimately determine how much effort we put into progressing in that  game…..

it’s a luxurious morning in Rice Land and I am proud I jumped from a plane ✈️ going nowhere to a path of endless possibilities……

Good morning….. passing through Rice Land

oboe the hobo

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