Spring has sprung ...
... and shadows now sprout flowers ...
|De Young Sculpture Garden, San Francisco|
... and all that's left of Fall are memories of fallen apples.
As Time marches on, I seem to be dragging in the opposite direction. I'm still in a state of forced indolence, mentally and physically. So contrary to my usual hustling pace. Too much triggers a relapse of symptoms. Can you imagine having to cut back on reading, even thinking, bustling about and, saddest of all, ballet? (I had to cede my roles for our ballet show.)
|Treetop blooms seen from our living room window|
In this reduced state, I'm still fortunate to be able to enjoy the outdoors. Even if it means I have begun to empathize with humble vegetables -- noble but immobile.
Beyond commiserating with foliage, I've also taken a cue from the Duck Philosophy of Life:
- It's cool to chill in a shady pond
- Just go with the flow
|Ducks happily etching concentric circles|
Vasona Lake, Los Gatos
The other day, I was out for a walk (my runs have been curtailed too). I saw some ducks on the creek bank waiting for just the right moment to hop onto the current. Then -- plop! All strapped in, they rode the current like a water theme park ride. They really meant it when they said go with the flow.
Hope you are having a marvelous springtime where ever you are! And thank you for all the good wishes and messages of concern.
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