A great deal of time was spent at my computer this weekend. I'm working on manuscript edits and it's super easy for hours to slip by in front of the screen. I pushed my self out the door yesterday for a walk and when I returned refreshed, I sat on the slate back porch to soak in the last bit of sunshine. All around me were the final blooms of the year. I set to gathering handfuls and arranged them by flower and petal. A mandala began to form and with the quiet meditation of circling around and around came a deep focus and sense of calm.
After a blustery night, all of my work blew into the corner of the garden that collects leaves and is looked over by this smiling face. A little serendipity with the Buddah and petals (but I put the blossom at his feet).