Good Enough

I went to a play with a friend yesterday at a local theatre that generally puts on spectacular shows. The one last night was definitely not their best. The main actress over-acted and sang off key and there were far too many "run away screaming" exits by the cast members in the first half of the play. Even so, I still had a good time and appreciated the effort put into the production even if the final outcome was less than perfect.

Lowering my demands on others is allowing me to accept imperfection from myself. For instance, today I had planned to do some shopping and mow my grass. Instead, I ended up sleeping 'til 11 a.m. and napping from 1-4 p.m. I reluctantly got up at 4 and did at least get in one errand before visiting Glencairn Gardens, a part of which is featured above. I wasn't really inspired to take a lot of pictures at the park but took them anyway. I had very little hope of being happy with any of them when I got home. With such low expectations though, I was pleasantly surprised to find a few that turned out OK, including, I think, the one above.

The same thing sometimes happens with my writing. I wasn't thrilled with last week's blog but, I did it. I'm not as wholly inspired with this one as I was with 'The Journey Begins.' Walking around a local park didn't exactly give me the same high as climbing a mountain an hour away but, it was enough to get me out of the house and doing something creative enough to get me writing. For today, that's good enough.

Until next week,

RJ