I was talking to my Beloved Stepmother on Christmas Day while watering the plants (oh! How I miss real phones, the kind you can pin to your ear with your shoulder) when a whole shelf in the greenhouse-office flipped and geraniums and dirt went flying, and knocked a glass jar off a lower shelf that was … full of light bulbs? It was a mess.
I wish I could appreciate this week as you do. There's "free" time to be filled with too many projects and I am judging myself for not filling it "properly" -- a sad state of affairs from a mind that says it values simplicity and yet has to constantly tread the waters of modern complexity.
I wish I could appreciate this week as you do. There's "free" time to be filled with too many projects and I am judging myself for not filling it "properly" -- a sad state of affairs from a mind that says it values simplicity and yet has to constantly tread the waters of modern complexity.
Happy New Year, onward and upward!