Yesterday was busy from stem to stern: carpooling, walking, working and the usual day-to-day activities. It was also unseasonably warm, a day begging to be spent outdoors.
I took the spare minutes that I had and sat on the back steps.
Wishing I had my camera, I spotted five hummingbirds sunning themselves on the bare branches of the fruit cocktail tree. Delightful. Then a pair of mourning doves swooped down, foraging in the earth under the tree.
Now I *had* to grab my camera.
Once back outside, the birds had moved on but a squirrel took their place.
Lindy followed me outside and settled into a sun-warmed layer of leaves beneath the Acer. Mouse followed and had a long drink from the garden fountain.
I prowled the garden, making mental notes:
- Remember to grab some twine and attach the Abutilon to the fence
- Call the arborist and get a quote for pruning the fruit tree
- Check the weather forecast for rain as things are looking dry
- Staple the wooden slat back to the fence
- Bring in one of the oranges as an offering to the indoor rat, missing in action
Five minutes probably turned into ten. The garden absorbs me and I lose all sense of time. The camera grew heavier in my hands. Reluctantly, I headed back inside.
What would you do with an extra five minutes today?