The weekend weather was gloomy. I didn’t sleep well last night. And this is the 4-year anniversary of the day I learned my mom would die. It’s a strangely vibrant yet also unsettling time. We officially enter fall, which is the season of grief, according to Chinese medicine.
A Trip to the Emergency Room
I love doing yard work. It’s a chance to be outside, move my body, and connect with nature. My many garden beds bring me joy. Gardening is a wonderful mindfulness practice. Yet I’m equally happy to mow lawn, clean brush, and trim hedges. On Saturday, while Mark raced his sailboat on Long Lake, I embarked on an afternoon of yard work.