Me as a seaweed monster. This is the earliest photo of me posted over on my Flickr page, and I've reposted it here for L, who wrote about doing the same thing with duckweed. Of course I often emerge from the water covered in duckweed too, which just goes to show that I haven't changed much in the last 30 years.
Always be true to yourself, even if it means leaving a trail of mud and causing chronic washing machine problems. Tomorrow I'll be in the pond at work, scooping out duckweed and smelling of summer. Tonight I'm listening to Iva Bittova and typing madly away. Life sure is multifaceted.
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Love it, and that water looks muuuuurky! Today's mothers would all be telling their children they cannot go in...too dirty. Tragedy.
My kids were chasing crawdads in a muddy creek today. So there's one more modern victory for childhood. I'll keep at that and I am sure that you will too.
I love how simple you make your life sound here. I'm sure that there is a whole lot of complicated behind it, though!
Finding clear water to swim in releases some of the duckweed. Washing your clothes out in a bucket and drying them in the sun works, too. Of course, this leaves your clothes crunchy!
Thanks for sharing that with me/us, John. Great!
Be well,
~Lorelei
Thanks, Lorelei,
My mission during the summer is to convince as many kids as possible to get muddy, dusty, and gritty. The pond provides so many opportunities for messiness.
I do make things sound pretty simple, don't I? I go through phases of concentrating on simplicity and procrastinating on the complicated stuff. Summer is always a good time for this to happen somehow. The complications of life are always waiting on the sidelines though...
I've always identified with the Dar Williams song, "End of Summer" where she sings "It's just that time of year when we push ourselves ahead." If the end of summer is a time for pushing ahead, summer must be a time for... uh... relaxing.
If only things were always that simple, huh?
all the best,
John
John I just read this and I have to say that I'm fond of that song too. The liquid voice, simple guitar, free form lyrics. Change and loss, for the earth, for the the people... love it! Good call!
In this song, she reminds me of hearing Janis Ian singing Seventeen when I was a fourth grader. I sat on our wood floor as a replaying it on the record player and agonizing over my future self at seventeen. It sounded so dramatic and I couldn't wait. Funny! I do still love the agony of a good piece of music.
Also, isn't it just when we really crave simplicity that life grows more complicated? Figures. I battle procrastination, too. A hike, a good book, good food, time with friends, a run, listening to music, playing with the kids, reading your blog...call to me instead of what needs done. I don't like this about myself, though. Better get on fixing that. Ha!
Relax!
~L
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