How lovely of the Italians to have a term for this. Now that a bit
of warmer weather has paid a visit I engage in il bel far niente from
a chair on the deck. No gardening, no reading, no conversation. My
time is spent absorbing the world around me, noticing the richness of
this little place. I listen to the birds, watch a swallowtail
butterfly, observe a cloud change shape. It is pleasant to simply
sit. Yet perhaps even this is a job that needs doing: Appreciating
the life I have been given and the space in which it is lived?
I wish such a peace on everyone.
1 comments:
I imagine a progression from your last post. Of course when you let an engine set, the gaskets dry out and leak. Let it set long enough, and someone comes along and restores it. Then, they take it on "Antique Road Show" and learn that it was worth five times more in it's dilapidated condition.
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