It’s been a while since I last wrote this blog. I had determined several months ago to write a post weekly, but it seems that decision has been a hard one to keep.
This year has been filled with so much activity…so many new hobbies…that I find my energy level for keeping it all going has ebbed. Since my last post, I have done two long camping trips (5 days) and 4 hikes. I have been practicing with my Canon camera, but I also have failed to f/u on the photography courses that I signed up for in January. I have planted a garden and occasionally worked at putting down new soil for the flower beds. I have read books and have listened to audiobooks. And I have napped.
Yesterday, I ran out of steam. I think that might in part be because I have so many unfinished little things that are sapping my energy and in part because I have no sense of direction right now. It is as if I am bouncing from one thing to another without a specific goal in mind.
I still have one camping trip coming up in May. And, then nothing more planned.
I am behind my weekly hiking goal of at least 1 mile per week for 52 weeks. If, I get one done today, I am 6 behind. I have been managing between 1-2 mile hikes mostly. They are rated from easy to moderate, but I must admit that, for me, even the easy ones have been a challenge. However, slowly, I am finding that my stamina is improving…slowly. Maybe one day I will manage a longer hike without fatigue.
Is fatigue a product of aging? Or is it a matter of being in shape? Or is it a measure of boredom? Or a product of doing too much? Or maybe even an effect of worry?
Whatever…I found that yesterday I was fatigued for no discernible reason. So I took the day off from posting on Facebook and did not do any planning of errands or things to do. I didn’t even plan which of the previous plans I needed to finish! And, I napped…several times…about an hour each time.
What I did do was whatever interested me at the moment. So…I put a bit more soil out on the wildflower bed…and weeded the part I hadn’t gotten to. I put out more suet for the woodpeckers and other birds.
So, like so much lately in my life, I stopped writing this blog and started frying turkey bacon on medium and then went out and worked more on weeding and putting soil on the wildflower bed. AND, of course, burnt the bacon so thoroughly that it was ash…and had blackened the pan lid so well that lots of scrubbing was needed to clean off the baked on suet on the glass…and also made a yellow smoke stain on my popped corn ceiling (old, I know)! [I will have to research how to clean the ceiling later.]
Now I have successfully re-fried more bacon, finished the wildflower bed, and gotten back to this blog.
The title of this blog is wanderings. Usually that means physically wandering in body from place to place. However, for me, it is a day to day thing regarding moving from one thing to do to another when the whim or disinterest takes me as well as meaning the wandering of my thoughts.
And, I am at heart a wanderer. Sometimes in body…and at certain times in my life more than others. Sometimes in actions and plans. But, most frequently in my thoughts.
I think I am a wanderer in my hobbies, too. The only constant seems to be reading. I have loved books and stories for most of my life. Someday I will blog on that. However, now…I need to wander.
Feathers of My Mind 