It’s been quiet around here. Sorry about that. Well, sort of sorry.
I’m enjoying the unhurried pace of a very ordinary summer.
We’ve gone to the beach and the neighbor’s pool. My family all pitched in to build me my dream garden and I’m taking plenty of time to talk to the snap peas as they climb their way up their trellis, to smell the tomato plants, and watch the peppermint begin it’s hostile takeover of the flowerbed outside the garden fence. We have our yearly batch of meat chickens growing at an insanely fast rate. We harvested bowl after bowl of fresh strawberries from our own patch, that were all eaten too quickly to even snap a photo of them. I just putter through each day, with a general idea of what needs to happen.
Maybe some of you are thinking, And this is different? Well for me, it is. I am appreciating my ordinary summer new way for two reasons: 1) I was working a lot last summer and just feel like I missed out on the normal fun. While I wasn’t working full time, the 4-5 hours a day I was putting in at my computer desk really killed any fun we could have had. My garden was a dreadful failure. We rushed through beach days or times at the pool. Everything was framed by ‘I have to work’ and it was pretty miserable. I am still working, but I’m working way less hours and doing something I really love. And reason #2?
I read Rocking Ordinary.
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