cool breeze
It was too cold to sit on the deck this morning. Sniff. I don't want that warm balmy breeze to turn to a cold wind. I'm not ready for this. I can't believe summer is over already, all the things I/we were going to do this summer. it seems worse than ever.
Isn't it interesting that all the things that DID get done somehow don't count as much as all the things that didn't get done? Is that the squeeky wheel syndrome? It was usually that way in the garden, surrounded by all that beauty and the results of countless hours/days/weeks/months/years of labor, still what I tended to notice most were the things that still needed to be done. Sitting with cups of tea tended to help that. Still does.
Isn't it interesting that all the things that DID get done somehow don't count as much as all the things that didn't get done? Is that the squeeky wheel syndrome? It was usually that way in the garden, surrounded by all that beauty and the results of countless hours/days/weeks/months/years of labor, still what I tended to notice most were the things that still needed to be done. Sitting with cups of tea tended to help that. Still does.