I Meant To Do My Work Today

by Richard LeGallienne

I meant to do my work today,
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand,
So what could I do but laugh and go?

I've lived in this house for 10 years.  It's set deep in the woods and I've often looked out in the winter months and noticed the "deer runs" that crisscross all the hills and valleys there.  Where there isn't a high hill or meandering valley path there is a kettle hole.

All, in all, it's a beautiful spot and today I just couldn't let the mild weather pass me by.  How often does a February day linger well into the 50s and fill the sky with sunlight?  I really did mean to do my work today but somehow all those paths called to me.

As to be expected, Browndog led the way.  It was as if I'd set her free.  Nose to the ground, tail wagging, she set off on our grand adventure.

That says it all, doesn't it?

Deer runs are the paths made as our local white tail deer forage and bed down for the night.  They make it very easy to tramp the woods.

There's plenty for them to eat out here, but of course, they prefer my Rhododendrons and daylillies.

We finished our walk pond side. Lot's of deep breathes and smiles from both of us. And then my work ethic kicked in.....well, better a little than naught!

Do yourself a favor and take just a few minutes for yourself today....