State of the Garden (after Jackson Pollock)
It was not really a pleasant day to go for a walk, but I found enjoyment in seeing everything as art.

It was not really a pleasant day to go for a walk, but I found enjoyment in seeing everything as art.

I gave the state of the world some of my efforts and attention, but mostly I enjoyed a free day. I took a pleasant flow/yin class at Be Here Now on 8th Street, walked down to the river and then extended my walk in a long loop through the neighborhood to admire the fall foliage. Nests have become visible as the trees lose their leaves.

There is much yet to be done–nearly half supported more viciousness and vitriol. But for now, a pause and a recognition of the efforts that have been devoted thus far. Tomorrow I will ask myself, as I do on a regular and evolving basis, how next can I best contribute?

Feathered visitors when I was out in the garden early before the heat got too oppressive.
