Fickle Mind

Today, it being Sept.2, labour day being over, and kids everywhere back to school, I got that old-time feeling. I thought I'd better get organized and so I got out lists and notebooks and calendars and tried to skillfully organize my days. I would do this at this time and only for so long and like that. ha.

I immediately was off kilter. I took too long thinking about it and the list making wasn't on my list and well, it just got silly. Here's what I know I want to accomplish most days - write some good chunks of time, write and mail a letter, at least one long walk with the pooch, chores, cooking, paper work and other assorted adult tasks, meditate, create (draw, paint, sew, knit, hook).

I FORGOT

I forgot that I was going to let the wild be my boss. It went right out of my head. Luckily, I remembered when I was out wandering with Bella. We went to 3rd Beach. For photos on that go.here.

So...I still want to ride the enthusiasm of fresh page September, but I also don't need to make myself crazy.

I will be done this revision in about four days.

I will have three poems ready to send out Friday.

I will get chores done (some of them).

I will stop to watch the grey jays fighting in the tree outside this window!

Here's  Muskrat Falls, which will soon, drat those agents of darkness, be no more... Robin and I sat there and painted. What heaven!