Which way are you going?
What route will you follow?
Where will it take you?
03/31/2023 j.g.l.
Mondays are just young Fridays
The clock and the calendar move
forward incrementally, naturally
(as it should be) from a darker
winter we can’t leave behind to
something resembling spring.
In-between our seasons we take
whatever we can, where we are.
We have little choice.
A less-than-enthusiastic forecast
glares at me from a mobile device,
with greater chance of soakers
more than once or twice in the
week ahead as atmospheric rivers
come down to earth (a convenient
excuse for all it’s worth).
April showers still to come, as it
happens, as it is always done, we
keep moving forward step-by-step
mainly in spite of the weather.
03/27/2023 j.g.l.
of interest
your knowledge is
your currency
save up for what
you need or desire
there is interest
in your wisdom
03/26/2023 j.g.l.
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Mondays are just young Fridays
Posted on June 28, 2021 by j.g.lewis
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Today will be sunny instead of
the rain that was promised. It
was supposed to rain, as the
weather app says it will (again)
for the remainder of the week.
I put off plans to paint last
Saturday as they had been
predicting precipitation.
No rain.
No progress.
I have an appointment this
morning that will take me away
from my project, and I won’t
see a pleasant day in the next
four (at least) if I am to believe
what I read.
All this talk of rain, again and
again.
Do I trust what they say?
Do I put off plans because
of a wet forecast?
Maybe my time is better put
to use on some other project
or plan?
Should I do what I do, or
do what I can?
06/28/2021 j.g.l.
