In the moment

What activities do you lose yourself in?

WP you asking bloggers about which activities they lose themselves in. Mmm, now then, I wonder what one of them may be? 

Is being out in nature an activity per se? Walking is obvs, but I am talking about immersing myself in nature. Being mindful of every single moment, movement, sound. The smell of the woods, hearing the stream race along. The sun shining through the trees or rain  dropping from the sodden leaves. The crunch underfoot or the slosh of puddles of mud. The birds.

I’m wondering. Maybe I lose myself in everything I do now that I have the time and space to do so?

Messaging with friends, making coffee, listening to the radio, looking out of the window-watching the squirrels, reading the posts of my fellow/favourite bloggers, driving everything, and anything i can think of.  even chilling. Yep, they all have my undivided attention, thesdays.

who knew?

The wonderful thing about having a few days where you feel out of sorts is when it passes. My heart goes out to those who find that pass doesn’t come.

It was a Squirrel-bless him, who brought me back to life, this time.

There was this scrapping noise going on outside. It was unusual. Not something I’d heard before. Strange. With just one window open, I could hear it.

I looked out and saw Squirrel gnawing down on an upside down plant pot. Initially, I wondered if he was digging for nutrients he was short of. A valid point. But get this…there is every chance he was filing down his teeth. Yikes. Did you know that the teeth of squirrels keep growing, and they need to do their own dentistry like this?

Amazing.