Making choices

Couldn’t decide yesterday whether to continue cleaning out flower beds or go swimming. Once I get to work it’s hard to shift gears, but sometimes I must. Too much raking, bending down to pick up huge handfuls of debris, and using scissors or the clippers for too long all remind me about aches and pains, and swimming usually calms down whatever soreness has set in.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     I see so much to do and can’t decide where to get started. I am so disorganized that even list making flies out the window. Usually I lose or forget about the list anyway.  And now especially,  my mind works on the premise that one thing leads to another. Gardening is a never ending production of raking and  pruning and planting and fertilizing and mulching and on and on that all depend on a distracted mind.. I can start almost anywhere, and then get distracted and pick up somewhere else. Sometimes I just wander around looking to see what’s poking up or trying to remember what should be appearing. Gardening is all about being visual and whimsical and expressing moods, and then dropping everything to go swimming.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         The chickadee is back and I guess has not been deterred by my working just under her little house. I should probably save pond work for late in the day when they have settled. The fish are becoming more active and the third one has appeared and is swimming with his buddies. Hope there will be babies at some point. Lots of life buzzing around. Spring.

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