It’s a tough time of year for me as a writer. Yes, I have spring writer’s fever and I’m itching to explore new projects, and eager to finish revisions. But I have one big problem. My brain needs sugar! Like the hummingbird who flits from flower to flower to satiate his unending need for nectar–they consume half their body weight in sugar each day– I too need to feed the receptor in my brain that’s drawn to nature. Here are a few of the things that keep me from putting my butt in my seat on an hourly basis.
My garden is constantly beckoning through the window.
And then there’s the woodland and the hedgerows . . .
And the wildlife . . .
What’s a writer to do, except–
- Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
–Robert Herrick (17th century) 
Melissa Shaw-Smith 
I love everything about this post. The photography is beautiful and your home and gardens look so peaceful. And I really love the poem and agree with it – take time to smell (gaze upon) the roses (all that beautiful vegetation around your home).
Randee, I hope you have a little patch of your own peace. Getting out there and pulling a few weeds is the quickest, cheapest route to therapy for me! Thanks for your kind words.
Oh, don’t you worry about me. I have a HUGE patch of peace. 🙂
You are such a magician in the garden Melissa! This is lovely!
Thank you–high praise indeed.
So true. There is no where else to be nowadays ‘cept in the garden!
. . . or by the sea!
Love your gardens, Melissa. And your photos make me want to see more. The weather has been so gorgeous it’s hard going back inside. But I know you’re still writing. Brenda
Thanks, Brenda. Glad you’re enjoying the photos. I’m trying hard not to feel guilty for spending more time outside than in, but I know that soon it’ll be too hot to get out there except in the early morning. Enjoy!
Hi Liss, If that’s sugar, I say ”Go for it!”( just corrected typo that said ”Hoe for it!”). Garden and nature looking lovely in your photos. Ex
Emma Shaw-Smith
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Hope you’ve had time to indulge in the “sugar” too!
Even in the 17th century they knew how fleeting our time here is. Maybe more so.Enjoy each sunrise.
There are always excuses hovering for not putting your butt in the chair. The trick is, I think, to pick the right ones to use, something that brings you peace or makes you laugh. Those will fill up that well for when your butt IS in the chair.
So true!
Your writing is beautiful and so is your garden! Thank you for visiting my page 🙂 I look forward to reading your work!
Kind words, indeed. Thank you.