I tend to journal and blog religiously. Over the years, I've developed a morning routine of coffee, journal, blog, and often piano.
With so much going on for me, I first noticed that I've been journaling less. I love journaling, but I realize now that it can't be a MUST. I am very clear about my joy in journaling and what it does for me. There is no one on the other side with any expectations of an entry, except me and my reflections back from the future. I don't need the internet to journal.
Blogging is a little different. It has become a way to keep friends and family informed when there are 5000 miles and an ocean between us. I have also made new friends along the blogging way. Once I started posting the blog on Facebook, those friends joined in, I made new friends, and I felt "audience" more.
When the phone and internet are down, as they have been frequently since May-I feel at loose ends and also realize how much I am dependent on the Internet for so much of what I do here. Daily living and communication are impacted way beyond the blogging and Facebook pieces.
I feel the need to let people know that I'm okay, and yesterday I made a point to schedule all my bills in the states that must be paid by the end of the month "just in case" we lose connectivity again.
I don't like to worry about this stuff. BUT, it is OUT OF MY CONTROL.
Very much out of my control like the buddleias you see in these photos. Over the years, I've purchased many different colors of buddleia. I very deliberately planted them around the compound...by the barn, lavoir, wagon, lower terrace and really all over the land. They are beautiful and did the trick...butterflies galor!
Every time I see the buddleias that are across the road from us beside the river wall, I am reminded that I have no control and I must learn to let go. ALL of these guys are "volunteers!" No one planted them deliberately...but, mother nature took hold et voila!
The road crew passed by earlier in the summer and cut them all down-They're back and brought the butterflies!
I'm sure these guys are cursing me out...they've clearly sprung from the ones I planted here at the Chatette. Buddleia Row is only in front of us here on the road!
I'm still working on letting go of things I have no control over-when you think about it-that's almost everything!
Happy Friday!
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