I was playing with Kashi outside and noticed how pleasant it was with a gentle breeze blowing. Seated on the deck (when tossing the ball, I make my puppy dog climb up and down the steps on each throw to wear him out sooner), I looked at two of my bonsai plants and realized that I have woefully neglected them. I popped inside, grabbed some scissors, and started pruning. For a while, doing so was another "oneness" moment. However, soon the breeze began to slow and some very determined mosquitoes descended upon my hands. I was equally determined to finish. I will admit that, although the job was completed, it was done at the sacrifice of the surface of my hands. You know, I could definitely live in an ecosystem devoid of mosquitoes!