Fits and Starts

Fits and starts: that’s summer this year.

A few days ago, I sat in a small darkened community theatre and had the joy of watching my granddaughter perform in William Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing.

This Monday morning, I look ahead to a handful of quotidian days before the next summer shift. The ordinariness of picking green beans will be a gift.

I have much to do. I could fill this week with busy things, but I’m learning that sitting on the deck with a book is sometimes the better work.

Listening is wiser than speaking, paying attention more gratifying than rushing.

There are seasons in which we accomplish much by being still.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. I tried doing something today, but nothing worked, so I’m going to read . . . fits and starts.
    “Tomorrow is another day,” perhaps!

    1. I think you chose the better thing, Marian! Tomorrow is always a new day and opportunity. This summer I’m finding it a challenge to adjust to the fits and starts. In the wrestling there are things to learn.

  2. Marketing is really challenging. Sometime I feel like a native in alien territory.
    Both there are bright spots. An author (20 books and counting!) in my Pilates class has offered to help me set up my Facebook author page. A God thing, of course!

    1. Oh, those God things. Priceless! I hear you about marketing, Marian. I think you’ll rock it though. 🙂

  3. Uh-oh: Both should be BUT

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