We had a staff development day yesterday, with a whole hour for lunch--educators know what a gift that is! We sat in our overly-air-conditioned cafeteria for three hours in the morning, and I felt the need to warm up after eating in my office...so I went for a walk outside.
I rarely venture outdoors during a workday, my usual schedule prohibitive of such activity, and it felt a little scandalous to do so. I slipped out a back door and immediately felt the sun's warm rays on my shoulders. Conscious of the time, I walked briskly around the cul-de-sac behind our school, empty of delivery trucks at the moment. I made my way around the side entrance, and stopped at the garden planted on the front lawn.
Giant stalks of who-knows-what were bent to the ground. I noticed tiny green cherry tomatoes here and there, and sprawling vines snaking through dried mulch with leaves as big as my hand. The vines intrigued me, so I followed them with my eyes...and spied not one, but two watermelons! Not quite ready for picking, so I let them be.
An orange butterfly--a fritillary, by the looks of it--fluttered from one flower to another. I spent a few quiet moments just watching it feed, marveling at its colors and long, spindly legs. Something made me look at my watch, and I realized it was time to get back to work.
Warmed up, back at my desk in my windowless library, I said to myself, "I should do this every Monday."