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Glimpses

In Leroy's yard
In Leroy’s yard

Contemplation often makes life miserable.  We should act more, think less, and stop watching ourselves live.

~ Sébastien-Roch Nicolas (Chamfort)

Furled
Furled

During the winter months, I wrap myself up in a thick quilt of thoughts and words.  Sometimes I add images to the mix, stir it around, and voila!  I have a blog post.

Emerging
Emerging

In the spring, I begin to unwrap the quilt.  Thoughts and words start to become actions, doing and being.

Ladybug
Ladybug

And in the summer, which is already here no matter what the calendar might declare, the words disperse, floating on the warm air or swimming through the thickness of the humidity.  Every now and then I catch a few of them, and plant them somewhere. I wait for them to grow.  Mostly, I let them drift off while I pull weeds, mow grass, hang the laundry out to dry, cook meals from the fresh vegetables and fruit that are suddenly available, walk, ride my bike, play with the cats, listen to the birds, attack the multi-flora roses, take photographs, and any of a hundred other things that keep me in motion throughout the day.

I'll be adding "swimming" to the list of actions soon.  The pool is installed and the water is warming up quickly.
I’ll be adding “swimming” to the list of actions soon. The pool is installed and the water is warming up quickly.

I thought of this today after reading Kathy’s post, A photo a day keeps the doctor away.  I’m in a similar frame of mind lately, leaning more towards images than words.

Even the air feels green
Even the air feels green

While intent is the seed of manifestation, action is the water that nourishes the seed.  Your actions must reflect your goals in order to achieve true success.

~ Steve Maraboli

Pretty in white
Pretty in white

I’ve been thinking about action in other ways, too.  I spend too much time thinking, and not enough in the actual doing when it comes to some of my goals.  Summer is always a good time to change that behavior.  It lights a fire under me (even if I do grump about the heat and humidity of it).

The peonies are living large this year.
The peonies are living large this year.

Thank you so much for visiting today, and having a look at some of the little things happening around the Wabi-Sabi Ranch.  Life is good, and life is busy.  Can’t ask for much more than that.

So are the roses.
So are the roses.

I hope your Wednesday has been filled with wonder and with your own being and doing.

In the scrounger's garden
In the scrounger’s garden

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

Today’s joys:  The first purple martin arrived; fresh fruit and veggies from the CSA; planting zinnias in the scrounger’s garden; smelling the roses and mint; strawberries!

 

 

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Robin is... too many things to list, but here is a start: an artist and writer; a photographer and saunterer; a daughter and sister and granddaughter; a friend, a partner, a wife, a mother, and a grandmother; a gardener, a great and imaginative cook, and the creator of wonderful sandwiches.

26 thoughts on “Glimpses

  1. Interesting how we go through cycles, isn’t it? The past couple of days words are encircling me absorbing me, pushing me. But always there will be pictures. Thank you for sharing Wabi-Sabi with us.

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  2. love your flowers Robin, and yes, I have cycles too … but our winter is more like a European summer so it gives a lot of freedom for action, whereas summer can be rather exhausting with keeping out of the sun and having too many visitors … meanwhile Spring in Spain is wonderful!

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  3. Now is the time of doing ( before hot summer dozing?). Your header makes me want to hit the road and wander and just see what’s out there. Glad your purple martins have arrived! Baby birds chirping constantly around here. Molly is such a bird watcher…except grackles – not a fan of those loud ones!
    Enjoyed this pleasant visit.

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    1. So true, PhilosopherMouse. As things heat up, there will be less doing, that’s for sure. I think the house sparrows may have scared off the purple martins, so we had to go out and scare off the house sparrows. Hopefully the martins will return.

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    1. No, they are (to me) the best roses on the property, Elisa. They’re big and blowzy and rich with perfume. I think they are some kind of old-fashioned English rose that has been bred to retain the scent (which has been bred out of American tea roses).

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  4. I am finding that the words are not disappearing altogether–although maybe they will some days. But they are getting much shorter. However, the photos are piling up! Took 50 new ones yesterday. It’s fun getting re-acquainted with the camera. It will be fun to see where this new urge takes us.

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    1. I know what you mean, Kathy! As soon as I declared that I didn’t feel like using so many words, a lengthy, VERY wordy blog post appeared. It’s hilarious, the way the brain works. I’ve been laughing about it all afternoon. I decided to put aside the wordy post for now. Perhaps I’ll use it another day. Or not. We’ll see. 🙂

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      1. Lately, I feel like I can’t say ANYTHING! Everything I say will be the opposite the next day. Oh, I so get what you’re saying. And wishing we could get together for tea and laugh about all of it.

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  5. What a beautiful post. I’m always so aware of the pull into action of spring and summer, and the thoughtful hibernation of dark winter days. Everything has it’s time, and will pass back again. Your photos are gorgeous, and I can just imagine the beautiful scent from that rose hedge 🙂

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