Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Walking Vs Gardening
I admit it, I hate walking. Walking somewhere new where I've never been before - lovely, but walking the same old road/street day after day in the name of fitness and not looking like a blob - not-so-lovely.
Gardening is my new exercise of choice...yes, even I'm surprised. But Miss Two can potter around with me and there's a great sense of achievement to see my wild and woolly green leafy thing-a-ma-jigs (oh, they're trees) looking lovely and pruned, the ground free from the resident gum's cast-off limbs and the thousands of coco palms sprouting up everywhere.
I've also discovered it's good thinking time (dragging branches to the fire pile does that) kinda clears the mind from the mess of characters/plots/ideas/intermittent ramblings going on in there.
And now my lone, rather dejected looking parsley sitting behind the shed, reminds me it's probably waaay past time to start that vegie patch...
It's been a while since my last post, so I thought I'd do a quick fill-in of where I'm at with my writing at the moment. I...