Well folks, as is often the case, we intend to take the bull by the horns but in the end we discover it’s the bull who’s in control.
I sat down at my keyboard with the intention of writing a new post, sat with fingers poised… and then found nothing but static. I’ve been feeling a little bit stressed of late and when that happens it’s really hard to stay in a relaxed and creative zone.
I decided that what I needed was a dose of fresh air. It’s been raining pretty steadily, so whilst there was a break in the rain I thought I’d take some pictures of the wonderful spring growth occurring in our back yard. I grabbed my Nikon D300, slipped on my faithful flats, zipped up my hoody (rather chilly in the mornings), let the door swing shut and stepped into a rain drenched, glowing garden:
Happy with my shots I gleefully headed in to upload them. Surely this would make a great post!
Imagine my surprise when the door knob failed to turn so that with my forward momentum my body continued to travel until it met with the door.
Okay. Somewhat fazed.
I guess I must have failed to notice the doorknob set to the locked position when I exited. That’s fine, we’re prepared for this contingency: a spare in the shed.
Go to the shed. I remember the lock combo, good for me.
Can’t find the extra key. He must have moved it to a better hiding spot in the shed.
A thorough scouring of the shed in all its cobwebbed glory does not reveal a key. Think, think, think.
At this point, staring at the unforgiving door, I am just grateful that I am not in my pajamas. This could have been worse. I have no keys, I also can’t use the car, I neglected to bring my cell phone along with me, but I am wearing clothes! I know what I have to do: walk to my mother-in-law’s where I know there is a spare. Half way down the walkway I remember my trusty Schwinn ( this is an indicator of how infrequently I frequent the outdoors!). Miraculously the tires are not flat, the universe must be on my side!
To keep this brief, I got to my mother-in-law’s and we got a good laugh from my self-inflicted adventure; but most importantly, I got outside – really outside! Spring was not only in my garden, but throughout the neighbourhood. Check out the flowers growing in my mother-in-law’s driveway!
It’s so easy for me to stay locked inside, doing my blogging, painting and knitting etc. But true inspiration is out in the world, in the fresh air. I am so lucky that I live in such a beautiful part of the world. Today I was reminded of that.
To carry my metaphor through, the bull was a gentle but insistent bull that pinned me between it’s horns and took me on a tour of my neighbourhood. Something I would not have done on my own unless properly motivated. I am grateful for today’s removal from the ordinary and predictable.
Biking in the crisp air, the wind cooling the tips of my ears, vineyards in my peripheral view, I felt inspired!
My key slipped into the lock and turned just as fresh rain began to fall.