My work goes in waves and I apply a certain amount of discipline to even it out over time, whether it's writing a book, working for a client, or out speaking to good-sized audiences about the themes in my first book, "Advice From A Risk Detective."
But Mother Nature is a constant frame of reference for me, allowing me take comfort in familiar seasonal patterns. Last week in honor of our anniversary, I potted in these primroses, just like I have done to celebrate for at least the last 30 years.
|Spring primroses in pots on front steps.|
|Green Lake on a wet overcast morning.|
In this photo I took while walking at Green Lake, it's possible only from the bare tree branches to get a good guess at time of the year. The surrounds of the lake are so familiar to me that I could probably walk the 2.8 miles blindfolded. Yet I am constantly amazed at how new it looks whenever I walk.
You have a right to think of it as your castle. Our homes are the places we start from and return to each day -- the embodiment of our styles, the places into which we can both invite friends and retreat from the work.