foolhandy

It’s very easy to bask in warm shade when there is actually warm shade around to bask in. The past weekend is a typical example. Sat under the parasol on the patio having breakfast, mowing the lawn and smelling the freshly cut grass, sitting chatting at Thaxted windmill looking out over the fields - all in shorts and t-shirt and all without feeling cold or in need of some colour other than grey. There was no difficulty for me in submitting to a state of mind where all was good in the world. Senseless toil was as far from my mind as is possible when work is only a day or so away, and I fell asleep happy.

I have however been awake for the past two hours stewing. It’s all very well making decisions and intending things to happen but you can’t just click your fingers and be at a point several months down the line before you’ve lived through the here and now, making sure those damned hoops are satisfied… The balancing act is moving slowly, easing the system back to where you want it. If you’ve found yourself running again there’s folly in trying to walk before you can jog.

The sun is shining again today. I have important decisions to make and important work to do. I wonder how many opportunities there will be for basking today, either physically or mentally.