I have loved being part of a rich conversation about how much energy to expend -- and how best to expend it -- in retirement, but also, perhaps, in life overall. Thank you for all the thoughtful comments, even those that slanted acerbic. But much as I have loved inspiring and receiving and responding to your contributions on the topic, I've found it fatiguing. A good kind of fatigue, to be sure, like going for a good long run. But whenever I up my mileage for the week, I try to give myself a catch-up week, as most of the training programs recommend.
So today's post is a quiet one, no controversy at all in the first snowy flowers of Ribes sanguineum 'White Icicle' shaking themselves open, cluster by delicate cluster. . .
At least, no controversy about their beauty, or their simplicity, or the grace they bestow on a rainy, grey, February day. But I did have to stretch my camera skills to get the lens clearly focusing on those few open blossoms rather on the distractions of the many tight buds in the background. And there was wind enough to demand a faster shutter speed. Which then meant I needed a more sensitive film ISO....Played with Aperture, Played with Shutter Speed. Got some blurry, ill-focussed shots (see below) but I'm quite pleased with the one above.
Oh, there are so many delightful things to learn and do yet, aren't there? And thankfully, many of them are wonderfully restorative...I'm not sure whether the math works out to 20% less, but I know a tour 'round the garden slows the pulse quite nicely.
Comments always welcome, but I think I'll leave their direction to you. No questions for you today.