F is for Fallow

I just finished reading Margaret Atwood’s The Year of the Flood.

As  a new year begins I’m torn between making ambitious new year’s resolutions, goals and objectives, strategies and tactics and, simply, following my country’s leader’s approach to just prorogue everything.

So the God’s Gardener’s approach of having depression a non-word and thinking it’s a natural rhythm to have “fallow periods” seems rather appealing.

The GG’s (not to be confused with the Governor General’s awards – which don’t go to those who prorogue/procrastinate!) do, however, feel that feeling fallow shouldn’t go on for too long.

Even here in Vancouver, the weather is cold – and, of course, wet – and while I turned over the compost and raked up some dead leaves, it’s a good time for feeling fallow.

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