In this short Life
that merely lasts an hour
How much — how
little — is
- Emily Dickinson
Summer's cup is almost empty.
In 1830 Lydia Maria Child wrote that "the true economy of housekeeping is simply the art of gathering up a lll the fragments, so that nothing is lost. I mean fragments of time as well as materials."
I would say that that is the true economy of life. To make use of every bit that you can.
I've been squeezing out every last drop of summer and thus have not been blogging consistently after my strong start. But that is life. Lupus has taught me nothing, if not to take things as they come and to more readily accept that best laid plans often remain merely plans.
In the meantime, I have been with my family and enjoying time taken together. I have also been sewing away, making something tangible out of otherwise empty fragments of time, and my lovely pattern of my ancestral family home is almost complete. I will save that for the next post, however.
Today I just wanted to welcome the beginning of September, the lush softening of summer into autumn.
Take a breath, read some Dickinson, make a moment out of a fragment of time.