EPISODE 289 EGGS FOR SALE (“THERE IS A TIDE IN THE AFFAIRS OF MEN AND WOMEN” Shakespeare
alan skeoch
March 2021
Strange how small things are magnified by the human mind into universal truths. That happened today as we drive up
the fifth line. The snow has nearly all gone revealing the bare bones of the land. All Beige and black against a blue sky.
“Wha’s that red speck away ahead?”
“That will be Sandra Faber’s egg box.”
“I’ll stop and get a couple of dozen.”
Such a small event…and yet so grand.
Suppose we just drove on by. Ignored the egg box. Too busy with our own
affairs to take the time to buy eggs. Perhaps not trusting the egg box of he Faber’s.
Could be old eggs.
We stopped and for a moment time stood still. No. Time did not stand still. We captured a moment
in time. We were riding the high tide as it were. And capturing that moment forever.
“There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.”
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.”
William Shakespeare
“Alan, there are a dozen goose eggs here. Ever had goose eggs? They are huge.”
“Let’s stick those big brown hen eggs….and remember the days when
we had our own chickens…New Hampshires. Brown eggs.”
“Why don’t we raise chickens again?”
“Too busy going here and there. Back and forth. Up and over. Far and wide.
Rushing.”
“Not today though. We savoured a special moment in time. Bought eggs
from a trusting farmer who just left them waiting for us.”
