March 22, 2008
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One Hour Limit
It's a beautiful Spring day in Albuquerque. The temperature is warm, the birds are singing, the sky is that impossible blue color that's only seen in the high desert West. I insisted that the boys turn off the television and go outside to enjoy it.
Not wanting to be open to a charge of hypocrisy, I put on my patio shoes, grabbed an apple, a diet coke and a book and headed out to read. Ten minutes later, I was debating whether I could stand to finish my apple before I came in for the broom to sweep the corners. (I did).
After I swept, I settled back down and read another section. I pretended that I wasn't distracted by the bird songs and the wind chimes, but told myself that the material I was reading was too deep to read quickly.
The boys blew bubbles, bounced the basket ball, and created art with sidewalk chalk ($1 at Walmart). I came inside for the camera. Then I had to fuss with the batteries. Then I went back out to read some more.
I've been back and forth to the patio about 10 times in the past hour and it's becoming clear to me that I don't know anymore how to just sit and enjoy nature.
I don't trust nature. After all, where do most manhunts for serial killers begin? Exactly - in the woods. I like my nature to come to me via photographs taken by other people.
Sigh, I'd better get back out there. This book isn't going to read itself. And it's become something of a quest. I will sit still and enjoy myself - on the patio - for at least 15 uninterrupted minutes. I will.
Comments (6)
Have you heard the saying "bloom where you are planted"?
Plant yer arse and read already, would ya??
ROFL!
^ What she said. Bloom already!
FWIW I had to sweep off the deck today before I could enjoy sitting there. I think it's a girl thing.
This really made me LAUGH:
I don't trust nature. After all, where do most manhunts for serial killers begin? Exactly - in the woods. I like my nature to come to me via photographs taken by other people.
I'll remember that and try to post some photos of our local nature for you.
hee hee...that's what I do when I'm trying to write. I keep finding a hundred things I "need" to do and never do get down to writing sometimes. Why do we do that to ourselves?
OM, much to much time blogging, I know the feeling. Turn on some music, grab a good read, or just sit........and sit some more. So good for the soul. Nature does her thing if we ignore her......I know because I went for a walk in the woods, stated an opinion and no one disagreed with me.
i can so relate to this description!
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