I'm afraid today was a "sick" day. Overwhelmed with everything - feel like I'm going to start hyperventilating sometimes. But I'm working on it, doing what I can do and trying to move forward. If there's one thing my sitch has taught me, it's that the job well-done is only half-appreciated. Better to take the time needed for your own mental stability than drive yourself over a cliff.
So, the sun is shining, the weather is pleasant, and my wireless extends out to my patio, where a strategically placed umbrella shades my computer screen.
The only drawback is that the fruit I didn't have time to pick - the plums and apricots - are dropping and fermenting. There's a slightly sweet, slightly sour, pungency hanging coyly in the air. Like fecund perfume. squirrels barrel wildly across the tree limbs and a jay squawks its annoyance.
