Time is fleeting …


It seems that not that long ago I was bemoaning the state of my garden post-Polar Vortex. Since then, two of the Golden Vicary bushes have come back to life, albeit much smaller as they were just new growth that took off with TLC and Miracle-Gro, but the holly is not looking very jolly these days. Because it will make a huge hole in my front garden, I’ve shut my eyes to the fact that it grew about a dozen bright-green pointy leaves and quit. The Home Run roses rallied back bigtime and I hated to prune them down for the Winter today since they were still loaded with hips and full of beautiful buds. I honestly held no hope for them when I cut them to the ground on Mother’s Day.

It was a gorgeous, sunny morning, albeit COLD, when I headed outside at 8:30 a.m.. I was dressed for it though, and donned snow boots instead of walking shoes, as I figured I’d be spending the entire morning raking and putting the garden to bed. There was a layer of frost on the leaves, and beneath them as well, and they were a bit slick to handle, slipping off the tines of the rake and my cymbal-like leaf grabbers. I got everything done and still made it inside in a decent time, all the while wishing I could sneak in a quick walk, but work beckoned inside.

I enjoyed that extra hour … hey, can we do that every weekend, because it sure would be great? I especially enjoyed having all the clocks set at the correct time once again. Because I work from home, I spend many hours a day on the computer, so I often just look at the laptop clock to check the time. The table-top radio has been inaccurate since the Summer when we had two minor power outages and when we lost power for the entire day, it lost more minutes. I just dealt with it as I seldom glance at it. The Westminster Chimes clock on the wall is always set to strike the top and bottom of the hour five minutes early. That way, I always know when the top of the hour is imminent because I am a news hound and I hate to miss the beginning of the national news. About two or three weeks ago, that clock’s battery started going and each time the clock struck it made an awkward, if not painful-sounding boing, boing, boing … so, I finally put it out of its misery by putting in a new C battery. But, call me lazy, or I figured it was only a few weeks ‘til the time change, so I went ahead and “fell back” then and there. I must admit, it was getting a little confusing though. The little apple clock I used to have on my desk at work, now sits on the kitchen corner cabinet – I see it in my peripheral vision and it has needed a battery for about a month, but it is painstaking to take the front “face” off to change the battery or adjust the time, so I waited ‘til today. Finally, the stove clock is not the only one that is not a half-bubble off level. That is, except for the car clock … when my three-year-old car battery suddenly went dead back in 2012, I never adjusted the time. I always meant to do it, but have to read the big manual as I never made myself a cheat sheet like I did for my last car. Maybe when I take the car for its new ignition ring regarding the GM recall next week, the dealership will have pity on me and just correct the time. My car is five years old and I only have 2,847 miles on it, so you know how much time I spend driving it … depending on whether we are on EST or DST, I’m either 1½ hours off, or 2½ hours off. Really?! I say … why sweat the small stuff. Time is fleeting, no matter how you look at it. I used to be a slave to the time when I took the bus to school and work – it was a race to be timely every morning, because just a few minutes tardy could tarnish the rest of my day. At the end of the workday, I had to scurry out the door, hoping no last-minute rushes happened to make me miss the bus. Sigh. I kinda sorta like a slower pace these days – and you? I’ll close this blog post with this quote about time …

A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.
~ Charles Darwin

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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