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| Mist still asleep on the pond. |
Ah, the best laid plans, etc. Upon retirement I thought to make an early morning routine of yoga stretching and a three mile bicycle ride before thoughts of breakfast and the heat of the day shoved me back indoors. I'd wake with such good intentions and then see the unfinished wedding dress hanging on the closet door and before I knew it, the sun was high, the day was hot, and it was time for lunch! Or I'd look at the dingy kitchen cabinets and see the paint can waiting stoically and I'd find myself thinking, just one cabinet at a time. Next thing I knew it was supper time and I was surrounded by wet paint and piles of cabinet detritus.
Now the wedding is a week behind me, the kitchen cabinets are put back together, and though my list of projects looms larger than ever, this morning I actually pulled on a pair of shorts, dragged my bicycle out of the garage, and pedaled off into the 6 a.m. sunshine. The air was a lot cooler than yesterday's 90 degrees. Small clouds that bedded down on the pond were astir and rising, birds chirped and sang and buzzed the meadow as I rode past. A small dog yapped a greeting (or a warning) and a neighbor raised both a hand (and an eyebrow) in recognition.
I pedaled up small hills, along straight stretches and around corners, thinking morning thoughts, watching the day stretch itself and wake up. Finally my empty belly and my aching legs made me turn around and head home. I still haven't gotten to the yoga stretches. Maybe I'll fit them in tomorrow before I get on my bike (and before the lure of unread blogs drags me to the computer).
Now I'm off to make a wee mattress and some bedding for a doll cradle I found for the Bean. Then I have patterns for some summer pajamas and a sundress or two. The cottage's interior walls all need painting as do bits and pieces of furniture. I'm working on a new poem and have volunteered to help out one day a week at the Senior Center. I'm writing a memory book for my older granddaughter S's October birthday, and hunting down ancestors on Ancestry.com. Perhaps some of my projects will be finished in time for Christmas!
