A new hobby

I've often maligned that I don't have a hobby, but over the last few months I've found fulfilment in writing. Blogging gave me something to do each evening as Will chatted with the crew around the fire drum or quietly read into the evening.  It's long been a bug bear of mine that the evenings are the time I'm looking for conversation and social interaction whilst Will is looking for quiet and solitude and worse still, a crappy TV show! So for me to sit and quietly share my thoughts has been a blessing, and selfishly, I haven't had to listen to people immediately tell me their reflection on my reflections.  Don't get me wrong, sometimes I hunt out those who will challenge my ideas and have philosophical conversations with me but sometimes it's simply nice to share your thoughts, just because you've thought them.

So today, as I wandered the familiar rail trail, appreciating the familiar hills in a newer less familiar way I decided to come home and spend some time, once again, blogging. Do I have anything worth saying?  No more, no less than many others who choose to blog. But I will once again use it as a tool to remind ME of the joys I've felt throughout the day that could easily be lost in the busyness of our world. And if someone else is reminded of something positive or feels greater joy for having read it, then that's an added blessing.

This afternoon as I stopped on my way home from work the wind was still, the temperature mild and the air filled with the scent of jasmine. The grass and hills were rich and green and the cows ambled happily around their paddock. Today I once again appreciated the beauty I am treated to each day. It's easy to become complacent and to take what we have before us for granted and to think that the grass is greener somewhere else. Greener than here, certainly not literally!   It's also much easier to see the beauty when the sun has shone and the bones are warm!  So with warmed bones and a happy heart I headed home, grateful for a productive day, shared with positive co-workers and an evening of quiet writing to look forward to.