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991227 Monday zen dishes... |
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One of my chores during this annual time off is to keep the birdfeeder that sits atop a fence post outside the kitchen window filled, We've been visited so far by the usual sparrows and chickadees, an occasional cardinal, a tufted titmouse or two, bluejays, and several common flickers. A sole nuthatch has appeared, snatching a seed and flying off into the redbud to eat. Numerous juncos, the little slate-gray birds that feed on the ground, show up in the late afternoon to clean up after the sloppier birds that feed above them. For me, washing dishes is a zen activity -- unthreatening, unhurried, deliberate, and calming. I'm not volunteering to take on more dishwashing, mind you, but the feeder outside the kitchen window adds to the pleasure and calm of this activity, except at those moments when I become involved in some drama at the feeder and take sides against a bullying squirrel or bluejay and dispatch them with either a rap on the window or a shot across the bow with a nerf weapon. But that's fun too, if not zen. |
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Movies we've watched in the past week:
Braveheart Others probably, but I've forgotten. | |
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