Home from the dog park and a fourleg cool down in the Mukwonago River, competing interests mingle.
Thalia rolled her eyes at Urania who’d pulled weed whacker from the garage. She waved a black and blue paddle over her head. “Early morning is the best time to be on the water!”
Calliope looked at the lantana, calibrachoa, and lady-slipperesque red-orange bloomer that Typist picked up on a greenhouse adventure with their mother-in-law yesterday. Her hands were ready to paint pots with growing enthusiasm.
Typist nodded at the yoga mat. “We have 20 minutes for a good stretch before kayaking, planting, and trimming the tall grasses.”
A word from Typist:
Sorry, but I’ve got to go!!!
I want to share a delight from yesterday.
Lunching outside at a table for four… I enjoyed an April/May joint birthday celebration with three friends who are part of our 3mm community.
There were gifts.
One was heavy and had a grocery shopping bag inside of the decorative Happy Birthday bag?
“I’m curious!” I said while reaching into the red plastic.
I pulled out two packages of fresh rhubarb!
Underneath I found a tart pan.
So much delight!
What a gift it is to be seen and heard!
Again I am thinking about real work… What is our real work?
Now I’ve really got to go… mat, kayak, planting… and if there’s energy left over, I suppose I’ll trim along the rock walls and around the tree trunks. ;)
What is possible for your Saturday?