I reached my limit today.
It had been too long since I had been to the creek.
I needed to go up there and mess around for a while.
When Sunny and I arrived, I noticed that I had lost my sap bucket in the last storm. I walked downstream a ways to see if I could spot it, but not a sign anywhere.
Bummer.
I should have put it in a safer spot than hanging from a tree by a blackberry tendril 'rope'.
This is an area that I had cleaned of all debris the last time we were up there.
The creek has a mind of its own. I think I'll wait till the Spring storms are over before I clear this out again.
I can take a hint.
So I decided to try and balance some stones to make up for my disappointments.
This turned out to be more difficult than I was anticipating.
For a while, I thought perhaps during my last trip up there I had just been enjoying beginner's luck or something, because I just could not get anything to work. I tried several stones. Though I had my heart set on balancing this one dark one with a bit of moss on it.
I worked on this balance for probably a good 30 minutes. Because I'm learning not to give up too easily.
(No, you are stubborn as a mule. Don't try to make it sound noble.)
Well, there's that…..
Anyway, spending all that time and concentration made the final balance that more sweet.
I laughed out loud when I finally felt the magic happen….
You learn things about yourself when you balance rocks.
(Like how it's possible you need your medications adjusted? That sort of thing?)
No, like about your patience and awareness of the moment, and not giving in to frustration.
Besides that, time stands still. This is a good thing for our harried psyches.
Behold the balance:
I took a lot of pictures…rather quickly, because I had a feeling...
You know...
Something might happen….
Right after this shot, the stones fell over.
But it stayed long enough for me to admire it, in all its precarious glory.
I love this hobby.
I recommend it to you.
Learn patience Grasshoppers.
Patience.





