September 23, 2009
Lists
“To do” lists, I seem to live by them; my days plotted out by scribblings on little scraps of paper claiming my day before it begins. I understand responsibility and certainly try to be conscientious, but how did this persistent stream of lists steal into my life and forcefully direct my day? How did I lose the freedom, the spontaneity and elasticity of the day? Does it disappear with our diplomas? I think that is when I lost the simplicity of my youth, leaving high school and going to college – the list began and have never stopped.
Anyway, within the whirlwind of directories for the week end, I found a breakaway point and did something that was not on the list; I planted a bit of my fall garden. I did this in the late afternoon, before the mosquitoes “came out” and amidst the “list”. I took a picture of my before and after and my source of spontaneity and consequent joy.
Sunday morning
Sunday afternoon
till next time,
p.s.
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