I had several things I wanted to write about today and never got to them- I had some thoughts on impeachment. Guess I will save it for tomorrow. Instead of doing what I should have done, which was write the posts to help me think through my thoughts, I got sucked into listening to bird songs on the Audobon Society web page.
I’m really totally into birds this summer for some reason. I think it is because the feeders have been up for a few years and I’m really starting to draw a crowd. That, and my yard is starting to come together, so I just enjoy sitting out there and looking at the plants and flowers and birds, and leisurely putzing around the yard. The two previous years, I would just go out there and everything was just such a mess and not showing much progress that it gave me anxiety. Now, it is starting to come together and I appreciate it more. I can see my wisteria coming in and climbing the fence instead of just being several sad sticks with a few leaves, my blackberries and blueberries have lots of blossoms, the perennials are coming in thick and lush, the bulbs are coming up in the right places, the day lilies are starting to come in correctly and where I wanted them, and so forth. The yard is just starting to make sense.
I’m weird in that way- I like a blank slate and I love old broken down houses (and dogs and animals and yards), because I can see so much potential, but the other half of me just gets overwhelmed and I don’t know where to start and it just seems hopeless. It’s good to have my dad and Tammy around, although he hasn’t even been over this year for obvious reasons, because they are like machines when they see disorder.
I’m pretty good at getting things together and having a vision for things- it’s kind of how I write, too. Whenever I have to write something (papers for schools when I was a student and that sort of thing, long blog posts these days), I never was the person who would just sit down and start writing. I’d sit and think about it, and I’d let a paper sit in the back of my head for several weeks, adding mental notes, thinking things though, chewing on things, changing my approach, thinking how I wanted to start and finish, the parts in between, etc., and then, without ever even planning on it, I’d sit down and it would just come out. And then I would just let it sit for a couple days, re-read it, make changes. I don’t know if everyone is like that, but that’s how I roll.
Tammy and my dad, on the other hand, just GO AT IT. Gerald is the same way. I shop for the house that way, too- I but things for the yard or house when they are on sale and don’t even use it for six months, a year- to the point it irritates people. And then when the time is right I just do it.
Back to the birds- you can really spend a lot of time listening to the calls. I recognized a lot of the ones form my region, and I think I am to the point that I can identify by voice most of the birds in the yard. I am excited for my coffee and morning birdwatch tomorrow.
I’m rambling again.