A Deep Breath (#7)

It is noon on a bright, hot Sunday about midway through July. A busy week is unfolding, and I have a blog post to complete. But, my pool, which I have only experienced twice this season--both times last week--beckons. That is why I spent the morning completing chores and minor goals. Mostly laundry and some gardening tasks. And prepping the pool. It is also why I am sitting in my bedroom, on a recliner, trying to knock out a post.

I intend to get into that pool before dinner.

(An explanation for the photo is in the post itself.)

A Brief Interlude (#6)

There is something satisfying about working with one's hands, to shape raw materials into a form both functional and aesthetic. There is also something worthwhile in watching one's design transform from a mental concept into a physical object. I enjoy working with my hands, and I have plenty of ideas. For me, woodworking was once an inspiring tool that helped me be creative. Life events obscured that fact. However, a return to my parents' house reminded me of the joy of building with wood.

It may be time for me to pick it up again.