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.

Word wrangler. Photo taker. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
5 comments
  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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