I don’t know what combination of weather has produced the perfect conditions for fungi this year but I have seen so many different kinds of mushrooms this summer.
This is one of my favourites.
But the abundance of fungi has made me wonder if I should be on the lookout for the Fae.
I guess we should all just be careful not to give beautiful strangers our true names until we figure it out.
On Sunday, I was writing/drawing/doing yoga on my patio and suddenly noticed this fella on the edge of my mat.
I haven’t seen one of these guys in YEARS.
In fact, the last time I remember seeing them was when I was a kid. My friends and I collected them in glass jars with holes in the lids so the caterpillars could be pets.
I don’t remember them dying in the jars so either we included enough grass and leaves as food or we let them out in time.
They were all over the place when I was young but where have they been in the meantime?
I guess I must not have noticed them after a certain point but it’s kind of weird that I didn’t notice them again when my kids were small.
Perhaps they were hiding from me all this time? 😉
PS – On an opposite note, I remember there being way more slugs than snails when I was a kid. Were the snails just avoiding me?
(I just noticed that the last time I posted was exactly a year ago and my post was on the same theme but this year already feels like a success. Whoot!)
Usually I find that September attacks me out of nowhere but things feel a bit more manageable this year.
That’s partially because I was careful to minimize my extra commitments throughout August this year but it’s also because I have already done some planning for fall.
Doing advance planning might be automatic for you but I have to put in a lot of effort to convince my ADHD brain that a) there is any time besides right now and b) that is is possible to plan for that time.
So I don’t have EVERYTHINg planned but I do have a few anchor activities in place and that’s helping the fall seem more doable.
But no matter why or how it happened, I’m enjoying the feeling of being at ease on September 1.
🙂
While I often get annoyed at myself (and my ADHD) for not being able to be consistent, I am very proud of myself for my persistence.
I will keep starting again and again, using different tactics, strategies, and techniques to forge ahead over and over.
And I have been learning how to lower the metaphorical bar to make that persistence easier.
Like writing a really short blog post as a placeholder when I am trying to get back into the habit of regular writing.
As in starting to post regularly AGAIN.
My ADHD frequently disrupts my routines and plans, especially for stuff that is just for myself.
BUT
I have gotten really, really good at starting again.
And, with practice, I have learned to start again without recrimination or self-judgement.
A victory, really.
