It's Friday again.. And my mind is whirling with ideas. June does that to me it seems, a mid year burst of creativity perhaps. A time to reflect on what's been achieved so far in the year and how much there is to still do. The ideas just keep coming.. While I'm folding the washing, making mud pies in the sandpit, brewing a third cup of tea. Some are big and enchanting, some small and useful, some are solutions to previous ideas that just weren't working out. But with all these ideas, buzzing around, my head is full and multi-tasking just isn't working. I decide to write everything down, but I can't find where my notebook is hiding. My phone is running out of battery, it's nearly nap time and I'm wondering where the morning has disappeared to. And all of a sudden, I realise why I'm so scattered. I feel like I need to act on every idea immediately, or it might vanish or not ever come to fruition. It's a constant juggling act, even at 3am. It's in this moment I realise where I really need to work on simplifying my life. It's not in my wardrobe or kitchen cupboards, but in my own head. And right now there's only one cure.. A retreat to the garden.
With nap time underway, I work quickly to gather the essentials, tea, journal, pen, blanket and some crochet flowers I've been working on, just in case the words don't flow. I pick a sprig of lavender on the way and inhale deeply. There is instant calm in the raw scent of lavender. A gentle reminder of meandering through sweet country gardens and antique treasure troves. The sun breaks through the clouds in the perfect spot, right between the kale, beets and rosemary. And it's here, among the leafy greens that I find myself again. My shoulders drop, my mind clears and I retreat, just for a little while. My journal remains closed and the crochet untouched, for what I really need is the warming embrace of Mother Earth, from the earth below and the sun above.
These days, are just perfect for tea and crochet.. New ideas and designs are flowing and I'm truly feeling like I've found my creative bliss.
These days, the kitchen is the place to be, with new recipes in hand. Eccles cakes care of Michelle's beautiful book were just perfect for Winter Solstice celebrations.
These days, are for enjoying breathtaking sunsets, beautiful celestial alignments and bonfire festivities with friends.
These days, dreams become plans, pages are filled and hearts are bursting of excitement.
These days, are for falling in love with lilac roses and playing in the Old Homestead rose garden.
These days, there is always plenty to do in the veggie patch. Thank goodness we have an eager assistant.
These days the sun light hours are fleeting and moments are savoured more than captured. It's these days I'm so often grateful to have a camera in my pocket to be able to catch something quickly and go back in enjoying the moment rather than missing it altogether. And while I do miss getting my camera out and of course look forward to using it again soon, I realise in beautiful moments when we are exploring together, gardening or covered in flour, it's the last thing I'm thinking about. Sometimes, life is so much better enjoyed, without thinking about framing it through a lens.