Walking the Garden
Both kids are in camp this week. Rose is gone from 9:15 to 2:00 each day at Young Peoples Theater Workshop - a wonderful theater camp put on by the Northfield Arts Guild. Ryan is at Science camp this week from 9:00 until noon. While it appears the camp schedule allows me some time to work, reality is that I spend a lot of time driving to and from town to get the kids.
Today, though, I have the morning at home and some time to myself before I head back to town to get Ryan. I thought I was going to have the morning free to work but we have people coming over for dinner so I need to at least clean off the kitchen counters and wipe off the patio table. I'd also like to prepare some food, fold the laundry and, oh yes, do some work in my office. Did I mention that I only have an hour and fifteen minutes to do all this (and take a shower) before I need to head back into town? I wonder why I set impossible goals for myself. Perhaps I need to slow down or set different kinds of goals - like biking a hundred miles at a charity ride like the Jesse James Bike Tour. Or sitting still long enough to read a book this summer.
Despite my big plans and motivation to get things done in my little block of time, I got home and realized what I really want to do is walk around in my garden. Rose and I refer to this as "walking the garden." It's a time when we pretty much just walk around and look at the plants. Sometimes we find bees buzzing on plants, spider webs stretched across the arbor. Sometimes we pick a bloom or two or just gaze at the pretty flowers. Once in awhile walking the garden results in planting something or pulling a few weeds but most of the time walking the garden simply gives us a bit of rest in the hurry of our day.
I'm hoping the friends who are coming over tonight won't notice the clutter too much. I can clean later - or not at all. Right now I'd like to walk my garden. So I will.
Today, though, I have the morning at home and some time to myself before I head back to town to get Ryan. I thought I was going to have the morning free to work but we have people coming over for dinner so I need to at least clean off the kitchen counters and wipe off the patio table. I'd also like to prepare some food, fold the laundry and, oh yes, do some work in my office. Did I mention that I only have an hour and fifteen minutes to do all this (and take a shower) before I need to head back into town? I wonder why I set impossible goals for myself. Perhaps I need to slow down or set different kinds of goals - like biking a hundred miles at a charity ride like the Jesse James Bike Tour. Or sitting still long enough to read a book this summer.
Despite my big plans and motivation to get things done in my little block of time, I got home and realized what I really want to do is walk around in my garden. Rose and I refer to this as "walking the garden." It's a time when we pretty much just walk around and look at the plants. Sometimes we find bees buzzing on plants, spider webs stretched across the arbor. Sometimes we pick a bloom or two or just gaze at the pretty flowers. Once in awhile walking the garden results in planting something or pulling a few weeds but most of the time walking the garden simply gives us a bit of rest in the hurry of our day.
I'm hoping the friends who are coming over tonight won't notice the clutter too much. I can clean later - or not at all. Right now I'd like to walk my garden. So I will.
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I don't have such a lovely garden to walk through, but thanks for sharing yours. :D