Slow Down, Do Less, and Rest — Donna Hopkins

I walked the farm again this morning, but this time the skies were overcast. I squatted down many, many times to take these photos (and the 100 others that are not shared here). For the first 10 or so squats I stood back up easily. But by the 20th time, I needed a few work-arounds. To my husband: Here, you take the camera and then I will stand up. And by the 40th squat, Okay, you’re going to have to help me stand back up. I can do lots of mini-squats but these full squats where I need to be to take pictures . . . well, they are getting tricky. But this does not make me sad. Instead, I revel in my own resourcefulness. How can I modify this activity so that I can still participate? This is the physical therapist part of me—the part that loves to solve problems. I try to take my own advice. Slow down. Do a little less. Rest. Which seems like a lovely approach to life at age 65.

I couldn’t decide what to write to accompany this post. Other than the obvious . . . Here are some more pumpkin pictures . . . I wish you could hear me giggle.