I heard the lunch whistle blow a few minutes ago and it is time to take a break from the mental "work" I do and let my mind loosen up a little. Now that is dangerous.
It has been a tough few days for our Middle Tennessee area with the tragedies engulfing our neighbors. The hurt will be there for years to come and we wish only the best for the families left behind. While it is a beautiful world it comes with many trials.
But to take a break and speak of the beauty, it is good to see the goldfinch changing colors back to what gave them their name. This past fall I moved my office space downstairs where I could enjoy the bright light of a sliding glass door. I could get up and within a step view the beauties of nature outside the door.
This past week, I adjusted a little more to where I don't have to get up anymore, I just look up and I see the weather rolling in, the trees, grass and gardens turning green and the birds gorging themselves on their expensive birdseed. Another benefit, I am out of Debbi's way so the house is more peaceful.
I am starting to harden off some tomatoes outside, but they complained today and are knocking on the greenhouse door. Since I started the fire to knock the chill off, I guess I will give in and bring them back in. BUT, I got more peas, carrots, beets planted, so maybe it's a trade off.
By the way, the fung shui comment in the title came because of my new work area. I don't pretend to understand all the concepts but from the warm fuzzy I get from looking out the window, this must be a good location. It faces South by the way. Any fun shui experts know how that rates? If it is bad, don't answer.
If there is a drawback to the new location it is that it is driving Sophie (our oldest dog) crazy. For some reason, she is attached to me and if you watched her each time I move about the house, you might think she is literally attached to me.
Now that we have Sandy (our newest stray arrival) Sophie has earned (?) the right to stay in the house more. Sandy provides companionship to our other dog Shellie, so her absence is not missed.
She must think that I actually make decisions around here, because she now goes wherever I go. So,... when I go to the kitchen, she moves to her bed in there. When I come back to my new workspace, she moves to her new bed there. If I go upstairs, there she is.
The problem for Sophie is that I do that a lot as I get a cup of tea, a snack, open the door for KitKat to come and go, etc. I feel guilty for getting up.
Well, lunch hour is just about over, so time to stop. Have a good rest of the day.