The problem with slowing down and stopping is that you might never get started again. This is the pickle I’m often in. Right now I’m drowning in inertia. I need dynamite to blast me off my behind. The easier solution would be not to stop completely but to cut back a little. I cannot rest on my laurels.

I’m looking for inspirations to get moving, to get beyond looking at a blank screen, an empty canvass, a desk and tables full of clutter. I feel languid, wanting to close my eyes and mind. I want to be somewhere else, doing something else and being someone else. In other words, I want an escape hatch. I’ve gone down one too often. I know this because now I forget how to turn on my sewing machine, my record turntable and I wonder where the heck are my pepper seeds.

I thought I better come back to my keyboard and see if I can tap out some magic. I’m still in good time for starting seeds. I’ve found the pepper seeds along with onion and eggplant seeds. It’s none too early to start them. My potting soil is being hydrated. It is dry as can be but not frozen from being in the garage all winter. It’s a wonder really. That’s the kind of winter we’re having. There’s no predicting what the summer will be like. I would like to find that escape hatch back to normal. Wouldn’t you?

In the meantime, I best trot downstairs and seed those few things . It might be a good idea of start some snow peas to plant in front of the rock wall in the greenhouse. They like cool and it’s warmer there. Wouldn’t it be cool to get some peas or pea shoots in March?