Thursday Morning

Wow, another hot and humid day at the Home Office in Gretna, Nebraska. Grateful for air conditioning. All our modern conveniences make life so much more comfortable. I will make time this morning to get back to the planting I started yesterday. Once they’re finished, I’ll share photos and updates.

I’m working to become more purposeful and consistent in the ways I spend my time. I will accomplish more if I go back to consistency. Even ten minutes of an activity I need to work on is a success. Rarely will you stop once you’re ten minutes in on a project, activity, or event. Human nature is such that we’re all business when we begin something new. When we’re excited about something, we are gung-ho, there is no stopping us. It’s great. For a while. We find excuses, play on our phones, Google obscure topics, and anything else we can think of to avoid our commitment to the new thing.

So far, so good. Figuring it would be cooler this morning, I was just outside for about an hour repotting some succulents from the last couple of years. They are looking fabulous! I’ve heard it said succulents thrive on neglect. The ones that didn’t make it probably needed a little more attention than their heartier sisters. New little ones are taking their places. I’ll run out of potting soil before I finish.

Nature is amazing. We have robins who have nested above our patio, on the underside of the deck. There are three nests. Word must have spread we don’t bother them. Once in a while, Lexie or Goldie will be on the deck, and start sniffing frantically. They are above the nests and know something is going on. Mama Bird is never far away, and it’s just fun all the way around. We see them get their flying lessons from nest to our Linden tree, about 12 feet away. Then suddenly, they’re gone. Empty nests. Until the next time.

I am committed to getting those plants in their proper places. Today, I will run out of potting soil and I cannot carry a big bag alone. The Babe will, he’s nice like that. I love the dirt on my hands and under the nails. It finally feels like spring/summer is beginning. New life and ideas. New projects and arrangements. I look forward to welcoming the 70s again. I cannot wait to see what they have in store. We’ll get through it, whatever it is.

It’s time to finish using up the potting soil. I’m finally learning to pace myself instead of working to exhaustion. For today, at least. The sun is beautiful, hot, and will help my flowers grow. My ideas are growing, too. Oh, it’s going to be a creative summer. Have a great day. See you tomorrow!

A Time to Plant

This truly is my favorite time of the year. Well, next to fall, the start of sweatshirt and jeans weather. Well, then I love to sit by the fire in winter and watch the snow fall, making the world a winter wonderland. I love them all. Pretty convenient when living in Nebraska.

I surveyed the plants already this morning. Checking which one’s need full sun, partial sun, more shade than sun, and making mental notes, I’ll need to check them twice a day to make sure they have enough. More to do, yes, but it’s so worth it. Truth be told, I’m not sure how much longer I can do this by myself. Knees are creaky, back is old and unpredictable, now the ribs and shoulder are protesting. We had a great run.

70 years is a good life. None of us can pick how long we have, but you know? Women have longevity in our family, both sides. Mom is 92. If I start now, I can get a lot accomplished! Plant those seeds! Pile on that fertilizer! Watch those ideas grow, too! I am nowhere near finished yet!

It’s been said the years between 70 and 80 are the most creative years of a life.

I hope you’re in with me for the next ten years! I’d love to have you all here on this ride. Later today, we’ll put more things in their new places in the studio/office. It’s taking shape. I have a wonderful new sign we’ll unveil next week. It caught my eye at Hobby Lobby the last time I went. I love those inspirational signs. I rotate my stock upstairs, downstairs, living room, offices, bedroom, hallways, family room, everywhere! There are fun things, weird things, and thought provoking things. All seeds to plant in my brain.

I need to write these seed ideas down along with any sub-ideas they generate. Then I don’t have to remember everything. When I was in school for the computer programming certificate I earned, what impressed me the most was this: “You do not have to memorize all of this. That’s why they’re called reference books.” The weight of the world of Assembler language, RPG2 & 3, and the beginning of COBOL, immediately lifted off my shoulders, wasn’t so intimidating. I use the same thought process today. BTW: Some of the reference book things became a habit and lived in my memory as I became more skilled in the business. It became second nature after a while. That is when the seeds take root.

I expect to spend as much time tending to my writing (besides the blog) as I do tending my plants this summer. Some days will require more time than others. The habit needs to be formed for every single day. No exceptions. Whether it is simply dead-heading a dead flower, editing out undesirable words (or paragraphs!), or keeping track of new ideas, there will be a lot of growth this summer. It’ll be fun to share it with you.

As I move the plants to the patio, along with the potting soil, empty pots (I reuse them every year), and Miracle Gro, my mind will be so Zen. It’s almost a religious experience, where the pups and I will enjoy the outside with all the hope of a new season. Thanks for reading, I’ll see you tomorrow. Be safe.