Retreat Part Deux

I’m slipping back into retreat this morning as my mind shifts back to writer mode. But the green beans I spied in the garden yesterday, when I watered for the first time after a soggy week, nag me. I’m pretty good at filtering out distractions in favour of writing time. But those beans. Dang.

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I’m a writer, reader, photographer, and gardener. 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.
4 comments
  1. If I don’t tend to the veggies, the deer will get them, so…

    1. Yes, the garden waits for no one.

  2. Ha! I love this. So real.

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