Window seat theater

The yard is slowly awakening - the sun launches from the East.
The seventh hour shows some blue sky - white puffy clouds will arrive soon.
Trees are tall, with golden rays intertwined - dew glistens on the rose.

It is the breakfast hour for birds and other creatures - they are moving.
A studio window is my front row seat at the theater - I request a peaceful day.
Time to extinguish my candle - head my way - being mindful of others.

In my mind I hear, Yanni Hrisomallis  ~

Little Busy Feet

The little feet had a busy week. I kept telling them: "little feet - don't fail me now."

Just survived a week of running around. I kept thinking, if I sit down it's all over; I'll never get up! Might as well move while I got energy and determination. Truth be told, a time management plan would work wonders for my life. Yep, I'm busy at being busy. But this coming week, I promise, (I mean it), I'm slowing it down.

Do you get busy at being busy? How many busy weeks, in a row, can you go?