Growth

Things are growing, but there's already that little bit of something in the air that signals fall creeping up - maybe it's the fact that it's already dusking and it's only 8:38 pm. The light is falling away, minutes chipped away from those oh so light, long, summer days.
Working at home has been an interesting challenge - trying to keep myself motivated, organized, on task. Apparently my small desk does not work for large projects. The living room floor has become a work surface. Since I'm hoping to finish up this week, I'm leaving things spread out. I'm too much of a neatnik to let this go for too long (yet another way to stay on task and deadline).
Callie checks these things out, sometimes lies in the middle, but mostly not. She knows when she can get attention, and when I will need to work instead of pet her. She keeps me sane, though, keeps me going. Her love and her demands have pulled me through a week I would rate at -3 on a 1-10 scale as far as confidence, acceptance, persistence. I wallowed a bit in self-pity, but I'm back to seeking, working, pondering, and experimenting.

"You will make all kinds of mistakes; but as long as you are generous and true, and also fierce, you cannot hurt the world or even seriously distress her." - Churchill