This morning, I started snapping photos with my Canon. Looking at the various opportunities to get some work in. Who needs a gym when one has a garden?
I hadn’t noticed the blinking bar, signaling the end of the Canon’s battery until it refused to take a picture; probably was the best one in the bunch.
Fine. I have work to do anyway. I was ready to take a break from clearing around the herb beds and tackle something new.
Last night as I weeded the beans and giving them some string to climb on, I could barely get to the bed because of encroaching weeds, especially thistle and blackberries. That became today’s goal.
then my own battery failed. I probably wasn’t out there more than a half an hour when my body said, “I’ve finished one side of a bed. It’s time for a break.” I needed to get the Canon battery recharged and there’s really no reason to push myself. Listen to my body, especially my knee and my back, and don’t give it any reason to scream at me. Also gives me a reason to write.
My early morning rise challenge continues. Yesterday I was up at 6:15 a.m. This morning, an hour later; I blame the four a.m. bathroom excursion for today’s late rise. But still, this is coming from a person who typically gets up at ten.
Break is over. Time to get some work done.