Having trouble with ants swarming on the cat bowls on the porch. I spray, and they are deterred until it rains, then back they come. This morning my thoughts are like those dang ants, all over me before 6 am. Gotta do this, what about that? what if there’s a glitch here? Get a cup of tea and come to the porch chair, imagine I’ve sprayed and no nagging thoughts allowed.
It is still as if someone stopped the very air. It is the same 74 but a cooler 74. Ever notice that? The lavender scent is wafting around, and a single cicada trying to chirp above the crickets. Daylight comes relentlessly. For this space in time I let myself be right here, and it is pleasant. Glad I didn’t miss it! And funny thing. Now my thoughts turn to writing projects, and ideas swarm. Like those.
Good morning, everybody! God bless us.