The past few days have been off kilter for me. Or maybe they’ve just been an indication of how it might be during this warm, grass-growing season that has taken up residence in my world. For whatever reason, my mornings have become filled with a need to get things done. Very strange for one who has practiced and become so proficient at being lazy!
This is what time does – it changes things, it moves on whether we are ready or not. A bit like a kaleidoscope, life is – how it appears this day may not be how it appears tomorrow. Horizons expand, responsibilities sometimes lessen, sometimes increase. For me, they are increasing. Husband has always done our yard work, but now what he can do is much reduced which means what I must do is much increased. Result? Less time and energy for taking photos, for stringing words together into sentences, for hearing that little voice that says “I have words to set free!”
The days are warming now and on those that promise lots of warmth the morning blinds get dropped to reduce the heat absorbed into the house. Yesterday morning, I noticed the effect of the stained glass piece hanging behind the blind with the sun shining through it. I thought it was intriguing.
Increased responsibilities brought with them a need to make a trip to town for a new “toy”. “Toy” being a relative term, of course. Earlier this week, I did that, I drove in to Home Depot to purchase a battery operated string trimmer, one that was not so heavy as the gas powered trimmer we already own, making it easier for me to handle and to operate. Not to mention that I really don’t want to deal with mixing gas and oil in proper amounts. The next day, after coffee out with the “girls” (in this case, the information gatherer and the artistic one), I came home and began to whack the grasses growing around the sprinklers and along the borders and then mowed. And mowed. And whacked. The Information Gatherer arrived on her lawn tractor and helped by picking up pine cones – which continue to drop and harrass – and haul them back to the burn pile to be saved until fall and the opening of a new burn season – to enable me to continue to mow. And to exercise muscles that have been lying fallow over the winter season, and which have been quick to remind me of that this past day or so.
So daytimes have been occupied for the most part with busy-ness, then with napping and recuperating. Not a lot of observing what is going on out there, other than the fact that there remains tall grasses to be trimmed – tomorrow, after I purchase a strap to help balance the weight of the trimmer. Husband says that just means I’ll have sore shoulders instead of sore arm muscles. There will be a period of adjustment, changing my schedules about a bit. I did manage to notice there was a sunset last night and I did get out there with camera in hand, as you can see above.
So while I have not been reading your blogs, I have been thinking of you and when my mental reorganization gets itself managed, I shall spend time with you again. I miss that you know.
In the meantime, I wish you all enough.