Where to begin? Anywhere I can


Just because progress is slow doesn’t mean it’s not challenging

I made a list last night of things that needed doing most urgently outside considering the parameters.

Those parameters include anything that will not wait – like the packets of seeds that got soaked in water when their bag being kept cold wasn’t watertight, and the fountain that will breed mosquitoes and grow fetid.

The fountain wouldn’t be in full sun until 11 am. Then it would be unadvisable to work there because of the heat advisory and my energy drains rapidly in the sun.

I set up what could to make planting seeds easier and set to cleaning up the heron fountain.

I ran out of time and depleted my energy before the task was 100% completed.

But it’s running.

I didn’t get to the seed planting.

Fatigue caught up with me. Now I’m just doing what I can in little spurts, then resting in between. These in between times are when I write about things and make notes about what is next.

I try to focus on what I did get done, and less on what I wasn’t able to do. It helps. Even if the things I get done might not have topped the list of priorities.

I start anywhere I can

Surprised that apparently my only ‘before’ of the fountain is in the corner of another photo I snapped at a distance in case the butterflies startled when I got closer. too tired to hunt down another- sigh
Somehow mounds of mud surrounded the base. No sign it was ants.
Dollar tree handled scrubby work
Harder than it looks to line it up
Stopped for today

Published by J Kharey; Resilient Chameleon

I am The Resilient Chameleon. Mastering self-adaptation, reinvention and transformation, trying to fit my vast multi-passionate psyche into society's too small box, I missed something intrinsically important, the only truth we can live is our own. The only true path we can follow is the one our own soul knows. Insatiably curious, never content to not understand a life lived in paradoxes and consistently inconsistent, mine is not the sterile landscape; I find order in the chaos of wild plantings, patterns creating harmony, awe in the sacredness, the spice of surprise and the equanimity of synchronicity. In this Sanctuary you have many choices. Come join me on my journey and walk beside me for a while, explore with the eyes of a different perspective, or travel your own path. Together we can plant and nurture the seeds that allow our souls to flower. It is never too late to bloom.

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