Lying Fallow…

For some reason…who forever knows what that isBertha…gave me the phrase…lying fallow…to write about this morning…

Being a farm girl of sorts…I’ve always heard of the expression…with the practice…meaning…that a field is…essentially…allowed to take a break…the premise being…that…repeatedly planting crops in the same spot…depletes the soil of valuable nutrients…which…decreases productivity…

However…knowing…Bertha…I figured there was more to it than that…so…I did what I do best…I…Googled it…of course since it was a farm question…I probably could have just called Mama…but…she wasn’t at home…so…Google…it was…

Anyway…seems there is a bit more to it…than…just not planting a crop for a year or so…as I had remembered…it also involves…continuing to toil the field…and maintain it…not…just…giving it a break…for a time…but actively replenishing it…

Of course…then…Bertha…related it to my life…reminding me…that…it’s not just important for me to…take time off…from my busy routine…it’s important…to…actually do the things that…replenish…me…when I do…

Now…that she’s explained it in these terms…I have to say…spending time in my contemplation chair…lying fallow…which by some accounts…could be considered…lazy…is truly…my most productive time of day…

Jane

Back to School…

A pedi-party…better than a pity party any day! ~Bertha

It’s official…what not so long ago loomed before me as an endless summer…has quickly dwindled to the equivalent of a long weekend…only two short days separate me from…that four letter word…work

Now…I don’t expect you to feel sorry for me…I never felt compassion for those in the education system who complained about going back to school in the fall…when I had toiled away all summer…with or without a short break…

But…

This is different…this is me…and…when it’s moi…it’s always different…

The truth is…it doesn’t matter how much I whine…or…drag my feet…my days of sleeping in…if you call five o’clock in…are over…like it or not…work…here I come…

It’s been a whirlwind summer…visits with my daughters and granddaughters…book promotions…writing…book promotions…writing…naps…book promotions…writing…do we see a pattern there…these are the things that I love to do…and I honestly got a lot accomplished…even saw…Bertha…hit bestselling status on Amazon in two categories…and…I ate a lot of garden fresh tomatoes…who could ask for more…

But…those days are coming to a close…and days of boo-boos and tummy aches are upon me…along with the paperwork that accompanies them…now…in all fairness to my job…my school…and my kids…I do love my job…it’s rewarding and challenging…and I am grateful to have it…it’s just that given the choice and finances…I’d write fulltime…

So…what am I going to do with my last couple of days…about what I’ve done all summer…maybe throw in a bike ride…and definitely a pedicure…‘cause…Bertha…says that all the dragging of feet…has mine looking ragged…

Jane