When the Dogwood berries start to turn, I get anxious.
No calendar needed. August is ending.
It is almost time to start back to school.
For a teacher this means wrap up loose ends.
There will be no more free time until June.
This is my second year of not teaching, but I still get anxious.
It is a sort of “nesting” behavior, like during pregnancy.
Get it done NOW.
Clean out that closet, write those Thank You notes…
Get ready, finish up, get ready, finish up…
Unlike last year, there are no trips planned. No getting ready.
My page is empty. Totally blank.
I must choose what to do next? Where will I go? Where will I land?
Do not envy this freedom. It is intimidating. It is lonely. I have no tribe.
I am afraid of this clean slate. The canvas is blank.
I must reinvent myself again.
Another era has ended.
A new day is dawning.
The FLOWER is free and full of fear.
floweralley 
Wow! Very impressive and beautiful blog post! I like it 😊
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Thank you Beth. I am glad you liked it.
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Que c’est beau! Un grand merci pour vos magnifiques photos et le ciel est tellement beau. chez moi, je le regarde souvent.
Mes amitiés.
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Thanks Denise. I am glad I looked up. I was out taking photos at dusk for another post.
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Fly free, flower!
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I am in your tribe, Bestie Sister Flower!
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Rachel, How did you get on here as me? Are you using my password again?
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I believe the flower is budding into a poet.
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I hope I bud into something with a paycheck. Ha
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I get that. I am reading a book which says the quickest way to get that which you lack is to believe you have it. It suggests starting with “I am” statements– such as “I am prosperous.” Even if you don’t believe it, say it to yourself many times a day until you start believing it. I’ll be giving it a try.
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Will do. Thanks PP.
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