Being back on doctor's orders to "be lazy" (to let a torn muscle heal), I feel rather useless. I tinker around trying to prove to myself that I am still active. There is not a lot I can do. So...at sunup, I pretend to "work" in the garden which usually amounts to picking a few tomatoes. I "tend" to the flower gardens which means I spend more time talking with the plants than actually doing anything. I mosey around acting like the farm girl. Finally after all that "work" is done, I head inside to home can the fruits and veggies that Son helps me pick. THAT...I can do! Canning is not strenuous so, at least, I have that!
This morning's early morning escapades took me to Puddle Pond in the Small Gardens. I had intentions of picking the last few blueberries but the birds had beaten me to them. Well, since there was not much else to be done here, I decided it was in my best interest to "sit a spell" on the tiny footpath bridge that spans Pebble Creek. (For those who do not know, both Puddle Pond and Pebble Creek are parts of a glorified drainage ditch that runs down the edge of the Little Bayou House and catches the rain runoff. This was my way of "beautifying" an otherwise ugly, washed out place.) As I sat listening to the the water sliding over the pebbles, the sun started shooting beams through the tree limbs. One beam settled nicely on a water hyacinth bloom and totally enthralled me.
While thoughts of being useless rattled around in the brain, the sight before me set things straight. If a lowly invasive plant bloom could bring joy, then surely I could find some purpose in my day. That thought set the wheels twirling! What would be my goal for today...other than letting the body heal? I felt immensely better. I WOULD find something and go from there! Thank you, Mr. Sun, for letting me see a clear path!
