On warm autumn days I spend a lot of time lying around outside. What some would call being idle. But I am actually harvesting the sun and collecting it for later. You're welcome. I'm like the field mouse in the book "Frederick" by Leo Lionni. When the other mice thought he was being lazy, he patiently explained, "I do work. I gather sun rays for the cold winter days. I gather colors, for winter is gray." Another time they dissed him for dozing. "Are you dreaming Frederick?" they asked reproachfully. "Oh no," he replied. "I'm gathering words. For the winter days are long and many and we'll run out of things to say."
And he proved it to them that winter by painting their gray minds with the "bright colors of blue periwinkles, the red poppies in the yellow wheat, and the green leaves of the berry bush."
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to more word gathering. (Zzzzz.....)
Chronic Imposter Syndrome has plagued me for my whole life. Once retired, I've been ticking away the moments that make up a dull day. I fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in my hometown, waiting for someone or something to show me the way. That someone is you, because you have shown me that I AM FREDERICK!!!
ReplyDeleteYAY! We need more Fredericks in this world! I'm glad to know you, Frederick! From one Frederick to another. We may not change the world, but we do what we can, am I right? But what's this about Chronic Imposter Syndrome? I never would have pictured someone with your accomplishments plagued thusly. Are you sure that's you? Hmmm....seems you're an imposter at being an imposter. :-)
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