Fire on a chilly evening
Last summer I set up this little space on the side of our property for a swing and a fire pit. By the time I got the work done I was out of energy to use it. It was always easy to find something more "pressing" to do with my time; run a load of laundry, do something in the office, file this, handle that…watch TV. It took a heart attack to remind me, in a very tangible way, what has real value; that there will always be movies to watch, games to play, chores to do, and things to take care of. So, right now I'm enjoying a fire in the fire pit, swinging in my swing, and reading a book (as soon as I make this post).