being not doing

We’re leaving this week for a trip to see our families, and won’t be back for a couple of weeks. Time and energy has been taken up preparing for the trip, and writing has taken a back seat. I have a log of half-written posts piling up, most of them book reviews, and I’ll clear them out when I’m back. I’ll have my wee clamshell with me, of course, so I may write as I go. We’ll see.

On this trip, in addition to collecting some of the world’s best blueberries, I’ll be birding at Point Pelee. I haven’t been to the park since I was a kid, but it was always one of my favorite places. I look forward to revisiting the boardwalk and trying to catch a glimpse of some of the songbirds that have eluded me around here.

As a final preparation for our trip, I’ll be stopping at our garden plot and collecting any peppers — hot and sweet — that have survived the drought through the benevolence of strangers. Thank you, strangers!

See you down the road.