Rain showers are due mid-week and, while we have had several days of this fantastic weather, I have been inside most of the time with my nose buried in a computer. So the opportunity that this Sunday offers is not to be wasted.
First, I begin with the tasks — pleasurable, but still under the category of things to be done, or chores.
Feed the birds. I have been a bit remiss in this lately, and the hummingbirds have been buzzing the windows in search. They come right up to the glass, wings fluttering faster than is to even be believed, and appear to be looking right at me, daring me to come forth with their food. Some hang out in the top branches of the elm tree, looking somewhat forlorn. Or do I only imagine this? In any case, today, I finally see to their needs.
Feed the plants. The plants, battered and bruised by December's heavy rains, have been looking a bit bedraggled. Spring is not too far off and feeding the many plants will pay off in flowers and abundant foliage soon enough. As I mix the plant food, my mind's eye can already see the myriad colors and textures, smell the subtle fragrances of the blooms to come.
Next, I move into the studio and drag out some large and small canvases that need to have gesso applied and be otherwise prepped for the fun part to come of creating. Moving the white gesso across the canvases, I begin to plan for the time of creation to come as images appear in my imagination.
Finished with this last task, I return to sit on the deck, feet up, to finish the crossword puzzle. Birds chatter in the trees. A cool breeze ruffles my hair. Workday sounds are stilled. Peace lingers in the canyon. I am thoroughly enjoying my day.