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Just Being.

Just Being.

March 14, 2020
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Completely blank calendar.
24 hours of naught.
That does not happen often, and the only reason it happened today was the cancellation of my trip/course this weekend.

Not a cloud in the sky, almost no wind, 6 degrees Celsius and the warmth of the sun.

Slow morning in bed, reading, tindering with an interesting bloke, did my morning seven’s (two of them) before my three-round Wim Hof-deep breathing, breakfast. A 15 km bike ride, left-over lunch of the loveliest Jerusalem artichoke soup and now… headed outside for some gardening.

Dry leaves, withered stalks.
To be gathered and collected, tossed in the garden bin.
Filling up a few bags of firewood to bring inside, for those sure-to-come stormy and cold spring evenings. And if not… it will be very ready to burn come the fall dito’s.
Perhaps a bit of weeding as well, even though very few plants that are considered weeds in my garden.

Just Being.
Being.

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Working together!

May 25, 2019
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As I waited for two friends to come over and help me with the garden, I wandered out in it… only to stumble upon the first giant poppy in bloom.

Oh!

Lavish.

Lush.

Lovely!

Lucky me; There are at least another 30 buds or so just raring to go!

In a few hours time, we worked the garden, sowing sugar peas, parsley, dill and kale, moving a few Jerusalem artichokes, watered and weeded, and started to get the berry patch in order, which it truly needs, not having seen a lot of love these past few years.

Three people, three hours.
What a difference it makes, from giving it a halfhearted hour or two myself, flitting from one spot in dire need to the next, without actually making a lot of progress, to working together like this! And better still, they will be coming back to help me. <3 

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