A little bit of everything...
How difficult should it be to do a little bit of everything in one day? For example, the last ballet class of the year, lunch with a friend, Hindemith piano practice, dog walking, gardening in the Pond Paddock, reading...
Pond Cottage in Mid-Summer
Also I need to pop into the Charity Shop to look for a book for sheep (a rescued soft toy who shares Pond Cottage with Minimus the cat and me). He likes to read in bed at night, and at the moment he is propped up with the travel book 'Around the World in Eighty Trains'. He complains that this is not very relevant for a sheep.
And yes - I am possibly going a little sillier in my older age. And I don't care who notices. Obviously...
Yes! Somehow I managed all of the above. I even found a sheep picture book for one dollar, the true story of a merino called Shrek, who avoided mustering and shearing for five years and ended up with the hugest fleece. Hee hee.
The garden had the pleasure of my company for only two hours, but I managed to clear up quite a lot of mess. I made a start on the interior of the Jelly Bean Border, which was remarkably weed free. Then I found some red Alstromerias underneath the ailing rhododendron (whose dead stuff I lopped off). Must dig them out and relocate them. I think I say this every summer.
Several other borders are full now of Alstroemeria flowers. The bright orange variety in particular is exceedingly prolific. No point in warning me not to grow it, because it's too late. The tiniest piece came in about eight years ago in the roots of a rose I was rehoming.
Lone Waterlily Flower
And - great excitement - there is one (just one) water lily flower in the pond by the reading stump.
A new hobby!
Just for the weekend I have a new hobby - watching the big foiling America's Cup boats foil. Or fall off their foils and flounder. There's a sailing (flying?) regatta on, with races shown on free-to-air TV. Nice! No gardening is possible from mid-afternoon on. Oops.
So today, fresh from singing a morning Palestrina Mass, I am off into the garden, allegro vivace. Luckily there's no sun nor wind - yesterday was rather hot and windy, the perfect day for slouching on the TV couch. But I can do this. And I can easily do a small piece of everything. Better go and make those borders look beautiful.
Alas, it ended up being a race of floundering rather than foiling, so I've had plenty of time to work in the garden. I've been trimming and weeding in some of the gardens over the water race. Nothing too strenuous, popping back inside to see if the big boats were going. Not enough wind, so back outside. Now it's actually drizzling, which is great for the garden.
Doing a little bit of everything is simply a matter of not being forgetful, following up the thought with action. Maybe picking an arbitrary number (for example, eleven) and making sure there are eleven ticks on the report card at the end of the day.