We are often encouraged to stay calm, and carry on. Serenity now, and all that.
But every once in a while, let’s applaud adventure. Yesterday I walked around San Francisco. Nothing happened really, and everything did. Cities are like multiple tiny explosions, each person you pass, each red light that turns green, each glimpse of sky from behind a skyscraper.
Do we say skyscraper any more?
Adventure comes easily to the young, I think. Did you have wild times in your youth? Are you young? Are times still wild?
Riding alone in elevators always makes me feel like a spy. Spies prefer blur.
Big adventures are still possible – witness all the midlife people traveling, all around the world. Jeanne Henriques is in San Francisco too, this weekend. She lives in Vietnam, her Instagram well worth a follow.
But waiting for travel is hard. So, small adventures. That’s why I garden. Will the bush anenomes survive insufficient early watering!? Will the hydrangea and the viburnum need separating!?!? Will the monarch butterfly caterpillar make it to pupation?!?!?!
No, no it won’t. But that’s one more fat and happy blue jay.
Just recently I changed my brand of tea. No more Organic Breakfast, I’m on to Yunnan Black. Funny how different it feels. Jane Potrykus is adventuring in London, where she lives. So many possibilities.
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Have a wonderful weekend everyone. Plans? Do tell. Perhaps the best small adventures are those recounted by friends.