And there they are, my expenditures and outlays, my expenses and acquisitions so far this year. I have bought more than I need, probably. Surely more than I will use, but even so it's good to have these things at hand. You never know when you might need a case of bug dope or a blue bandanna to repel a harsh sun.
The returns on my investments don't fit on any standard balance sheet. Instead, they come in the form of October light, setting the Appalachian Mountains on fire with a blaze of color, the cold rush of the Rose River, the cry of the osprey in the marsh, the green heron at the swamp's edge, winding paths through the shadowy woods. Wilderness gives far more than it takes. Always. My books are balanced.