a daily breath
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Mondays are just young Fridays
The cherry tomatoes keep coming a handful at a time. The beans made a big appearance, filling the trellis with leafy greens, but have not given us a true taste of their potential.
The newest shrubs are spreading out and flowering in the front beds, and last year’s hydrangeas are finally blossoming beautifully. The Black-eyed Susan’s have been especially prolific.
Like the green beans, Red Peppers have been a bit of a disappointment, but I’m dealing with it. The garden went in a little late this year; a wonderful trip to Paris and Türkiye easily took a few weeks off the growing season.
So, I’m thankful, feeling blessed, that the garden’s growth has provided little bits of beauty and flavour that have given me some satisfaction.
These are the little things that remind me how sweet life is.
Last week, I ate the most delicious Clubhouse Sandwich with the first fully matured Beefsteak Tomato. I sat in the backyard and enjoyed each bite of my lunch on a gorgeous summer’s day. The weather forecast for the foreseeable future will provide enough heat, and some rain, to keep the garden growing. Yes, the nights are growing a little cooler, but summer continues to satisfy.
© 2026 j.g. lewis
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weekend plans
– Become fascinated with something.
-Take new interest in an old hobby.
– Be curious.
– Wander down the back lane.
– Study the shadow of a tree or flower.
– Be aware.
– Read your camera manual.
– Recite, out loud, a new poem.
– Go somewhere you haven’t been before.
– Be a stranger.
– Look for random art on the streets.
– Take a photograph.
– Be inspired by your camera manual.
– Whisper, to yourself, a favourite poem.
– Talk to a stranger.
– Be content.
– Be thankful you can do what you can.
– Don’t bother questioning why.
– Just be thankful.
© 2026 j.g. lewis
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Mondays are just young Fridays
When you start again tomorrow, when does that tomorrow start? Is it first thing in the morning and will you do it with all your heart? Or will you think about it all afternoon and question whether it is truly the time to begin? Is today really that tomorrow you were thinking of? If you skip it is it even a sin? For motivation do you need a kick in the ass or just a gentle shove? You do seem to remember it was an activity that you loved. Is this really the day you promised yourself, or Wednesday or another day; some other time it seems. Is this the tomorrow in the calendar or the tomorrow of your dreams?
© 2026 j.g. lewis
