Summer time and the living is not quite so easy, not even on a Sunday. Not for me anyways. Seems like as I grow older, life gets busier. Maybe that is because I am moving slower and I can’t keep pace. But what’s the haste, eh? That kind of attitude will get me nowhere fast.

I’ve learned to move early and often to compensate for my slowness. I’m up early almost at the crack of dawn. It’s easy when the sun is an early bird and lights the way. I always enjoy my first cup of tea immensely in the quiet of early morning. It’s always wonderful on the deck if weather permits.

After, I like to do a tour of my outdoor space before breakfast. You might say it’s my walking meditation. It clears my head and mind of useless debris, the toxins that can poison my very thoughts. The greenhouse is good place to wander in. It is still relatively cool and filled with the scent of bitter melon blossoms. This year has been odd with the weather just getting warm this past week. It is not a jungle of bitter melon vines and tomatoes of other summers. But they will come. Look! A cucumber ready for the picking.

It’s hard to stay still and put my feet up even in the heat of the afternoon. Things need to be done. This afternoon found me in our community garden. There’s weeds to be pulled, mulch to be laid and everything needs to be watered. So I sweated but it’s a good sweat. Time keeps marching on. The growing season is short. It is work I enjoy. It is much easier than clearing and cleaning house.

So another post for day 7 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. Whew! I thought I couldn’t do it.