Yesterday was one of those days when we got to 2:30, and I thought it should be bedtime. And yet, at the same time, it felt like I got nothing done. In part, it's because our volunteer mail delivery took longer: we had the mail delivered, and then the postal carrier brought a new batch, so we did another delivery.
Before the mail delivery, I went over to the laundromat and washed a load of clothes, which I brought back to hang up to dry. After the mail delivery, I did a quick grocery store run. By 2:30, I was oddly exhausted.
We've also got another round of wildfire smoke--could that be contributing to my exhaustion? Yes. Our air quality is labeled "unhealthy." What a strange summer.
I did have time to read on the deck. That was a summer delight. But by early evening, we wanted to do something to stay awake so that we don't get into an unsustainable habit of going to bed at 6:30.
A few weeks ago, when Alan Arkin died, I remembered how much I loved the film The In-laws, so we watched it last night. While it was moderately entertaining, I didn't find it hilarious, the way I did back in 1979.
When I remember yesterday, I want to remember my morning walk, picking up a variety of items (dandelion puffs, clover flowers, a few blackberries) that might sprout quickly and putting them in a zip-lock bag I had in my pocket:
I made this Facebook post to explain my project: "Scientist sermonizer, at your service! This week's Gospel is about the weeds that get mixed in with the wheat, so my sermon visual element requires a bit more thinking ahead. On my walk this morning, I collected dandelion fluffs, clover, and blueberries. I sliced a tomato and saved the seeds. And our birdseed sprouts rather quickly--it started to grow in the crevices of our deck. Will they sprout in time for Sunday? Stay tuned!"
No comments:
Post a Comment