Of Old Crows...

At this time of year I am back and forth to the boat for spring fit-up, so I spend an hour and a half each boat day running the roads.
Is it just me, or have the crows really become much more blasé about traffic on the highway?  Yesterday a couple of big ones were worrying a road kill right on the centre stripe – and they didn’t move as my big white 15-seater van bore down on them at highway speeds.  Not even a half-hearted start toward the shoulder: they just stood there. And when I passed, they were back to lunch with barely a ruffled feather.
I figure these must be old crows that have ‘been there, done that’ – why waste energy? They have adapted to traffic.  And that got me thinking there is a lesson here for me.  
I too need to adapt more and more these days.  I’m over seventy, and for some reason (!) even simple boat projects now seem to take a lot longer and require more effort.
Take spring fit-up.  I’ve done this for over 20 years, so you’d think I’d have it down pat by now.  But each spring it takes more out of me.  I don’t have the energy I used to.
Maybe I need to adapt to the new reality and work smarter – spend more time planning, more time noting all the steps to complete a project, more time staging the gear, supplies and tools I need so I don’t get to the boat minus the one thing I need to complete the job without delay.
The nice thing is I can do a lot of this sitting down – and that saves energy!



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