The Society of Yard Sitters

Here I am, sitting on Maggie's back. We're contemplating Bob's sculpture, "Angels Trump". Despite being astride my splendid palfrey, I am sitting still. At least temporarily...
A friend of mine from work, Susan by name, opined that she was exhausted. I concurred that Bob and I had been feeling the same way. Susan and I began comparing notes and we both realized we were reeling off vast lists of all the work we had been doing. We were so crazy task oriented, that we never stopped to admire all the work we had done. Planting our gardens, mowing the lawn, shopping for food, insulating my studio: the lists went on and on. (Susan added something quaint called "cleaning the house" but I'm not really sure what that is...) Additionally, everything needs doing at once. And, of course, to this compilation of errands and chores and endless responsibilities, you have to factor in going to work so it's no wonder we're all beat to Hell.
Even worse, I'm suffering from a related problem: I've been so on-task and multi-tasked and uber-directed that at bedtime I can't sleep. I'm plain old too tired. I sometimes fall asleep just fine, but wake several hours later, certain that I haven't accomplished something that absolutely needed doing. Truthfully, most of these things can't be done at 2:00 in the morning, but that doesn't stop me from worrying about them.
The other day, I was high on a ladder in my (soon to be completed) studio, stapling insulation to the studs. I happened to look out the window and spied my neighbor Meagan performing an unusual activity: she was sitting on her deck. Yes, just sitting. I marveled at the skill she exhibited in doing so unusual an activity. I then thought to myself, "I'd like to try that".
Here is a radical proposition: that we occasionally do nothing. I suggest we all simply stop and do nothing. I recommend ignoring all those pesky details that demand attention but probably can wait. Just sit still.
Will I follow my own advice? Probably not right now (even though I took a vacation from work) as I need to finish my studio (almost there...) and I must finish planting the garden (we are on a small tour this year...) You get the picture; it's much harder than it seems to "do nothing".
But The Society of Yard Sitters seems an idea who's time has come. If even for five minutes, I will sit still on our back deck and do nothing. Try this one at home.

Meanwhile Back at the Ranch...

That's right! We're just here at the BauHaus Chicken Coop, kicking back and not bothering to do something as exhausting as posting a blog! Life's just a big bowl of plastic packaged store bought cherries.
In truth, I have no idea how I ever snapped this picture. Bob and I rarely sit still and to have Jules hovering in range is really peculiar. Generally, Jules is chasing balls and Bob and I are erecting fences or producing masterpieces or at the very least, pushing vast wheel barrows of compost or manure across the back forty... But how do we know this is really us? I mean, those are my sneakers and little striped socks, and those look like Bob's red boots but how do we know? Maybe aliens staged the whole thing.
I apologize. I have been so busy hosing warm turtle piss from my clothes and planting and trying to get all that needs to be done, done and I have had good intentions to post blogs... really I have! I even have a few new photos to prove it. Not like the entirely phony picture above. (It's true: we almost never sit still.)
In any event, I promise to post a real entry tomorrow; something tantalizing and fun. To tide us all over, here's another picture:

Isn't that a nice bouquet? Okay, the tablecloth was filthy and there was junque on the window sill, but I like to take time and have flowers in the house. I especially like these fancy picotee iris with chive blossoms; not an everyday arrangement! Just another thing to try and get done before running off to do amillion other things. How do you stop?!?!?!!?