I've been AWOL, on hiatus, taking a breather. I tell myself that early summer is a good time for reassessments, taking stock of life, and seeing things in a new light. I'm on annual leave for two weeks and am suddenly paralyzed by the number of ways I could spend my day. I could start working on a quilt that I've been planning for months, edit the last batch of photos that have been piling up since May, or maybe bake a loaf of bread. I could curl up on the sofa with the dachshund and read a book, or go for a walk in the fresh green light of a beautiful Monday morning. I could even spend the whole morning reworking the shade garden, which has been begging my attention since April. However, even as I type this I feel the call of the unwashed laundry, the absolute mess of the basement, and the vegetable drawer in the fridge that desperately needs to be wiped out.
I think I'll have another cup of coffee on the deck with the dog and let my options fight it out among themselves while I watch the flowers open and listen to the mockingbirds.
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