I finally filed a big brief yesterday and I have meetings beginning tomorrow (yes, that would be Sunday) for a major hearing starting on Tuesday.
So today was pretty much IT as far as catching a break goes.
And I did, you know that I did, think about spending today at the farmers’ market, grocery store, dry cleaners, mulch-pick-up-place, bank, credit union, hairdresser. I did, you know that I did, think about spending today mulching and weeding my own garden, cutting down the sunflowers gone to seed, deadheading the daisies, harvesting and carefully labeling seeds from the sunflowers, hollyhocks, fox gloves, voodoo lilies. I did, you know that I did, think about doing lots of laundry, filing financial papers, cleaning out the garden shed, sorting and labeling pictures, baking bread and making gazpacho.
But what I did, instead, was go to a garden.
(My original plan was to go to the National Gallery of Art and see an exhibit that I’ve been trying to get to see for months, now. But today was the 50th anniversary of Dr. King’s March on Washington, and most of the bridges and streets that I’d have used were closed. (If I weren’t tired to the point of tears, I’d have gone and stood in that crowd remembering an event that, fifty years ago, at only seven, I was too young to go to. But they didn’t need my weepy Pisces borders there today.))
Gardeners need to see other people’s gardens (OPG), just as cooks need to sometimes eat food cooked by other people, just as lawyers need to sometimes read briefs written by other lawyers, just as poets need to sometimes hear music or see dance. Instead of weeding my own garden today, I headed out to a local garden that I’ve somehow never seen.
I’m so glad that I did. I spent a lot of time wandering around among plantings that gave me ideas and I spent a lot of time sitting on various benches and looking out over vistas that reminded me that I live inside a landbase and that I am a part of a larger whole than the bit that I see everyday.
Where do you go for inspiration?
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