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Yesterday I went on a field trip for school! Okay, for a club that I signed up to VP because it has almost no responsibilities. But that means that the President and Vice President of the iSchool's Bookarts Interest Group (Notorious B.I.G. for short) drove up past Sedro Wooley to visit an AMAZING pair of local printers.
( Printing geekery, attention gfish and corvi and random and everyone else who likes large archaic machinery! )
In-between the type-making room and the shed, we stopped for a picnic lunch supplemented by the first crop of cherries from their Bing tree, which we picked and then immediately put on the picnic table.
I was sitting with my legs stretched out on the bench/railing of a shady porch with dry hot weather and a nice breeze, looking over sun-baked yellow grass pastures. At just the right angle up from my eyes, a skyline of hills or low mountains cut a nearly flat line across the just-right-colored blue sky, and every time I would look up at it I felt Home. But with more fresh organic cherries and amazing skilled book geeks.
I took a long car ride out into cow country and brown fields. I saw the sky and hills, and lay lazy in the heat. I got to feed carrots to their neighbors' horses. I start a job next Wednesday, and I've had a rest but it never quite felt like Vacation. This helped with that a lot.
Sitting update: Yesterday's morning sit (25 min) was performed to the mental tune of "Do de duck". That was okay. I just let it play. Over. And over. And over. I also sat 20 min last night with Jason. My foot fell asleep and I spent two thirds of the time worried that I hadn't set the timer. I haven't sat yet today and I'm expecting L soon, so we'll see if it happens today.
( Printing geekery, attention gfish and corvi and random and everyone else who likes large archaic machinery! )
In-between the type-making room and the shed, we stopped for a picnic lunch supplemented by the first crop of cherries from their Bing tree, which we picked and then immediately put on the picnic table.
I was sitting with my legs stretched out on the bench/railing of a shady porch with dry hot weather and a nice breeze, looking over sun-baked yellow grass pastures. At just the right angle up from my eyes, a skyline of hills or low mountains cut a nearly flat line across the just-right-colored blue sky, and every time I would look up at it I felt Home. But with more fresh organic cherries and amazing skilled book geeks.
I took a long car ride out into cow country and brown fields. I saw the sky and hills, and lay lazy in the heat. I got to feed carrots to their neighbors' horses. I start a job next Wednesday, and I've had a rest but it never quite felt like Vacation. This helped with that a lot.
Sitting update: Yesterday's morning sit (25 min) was performed to the mental tune of "Do de duck". That was okay. I just let it play. Over. And over. And over. I also sat 20 min last night with Jason. My foot fell asleep and I spent two thirds of the time worried that I hadn't set the timer. I haven't sat yet today and I'm expecting L soon, so we'll see if it happens today.
