Resting

I rested all the way through May, at least as far as writing here is concerned. But today I’m resting before I start my summer writing. So how do I rest? It’s not easy after the mad dashes of teaching. I keep refusing to think about the next thing I have to do.
I went out to a breakfast of oatmeal and sausages with Art. That’s resting. I think I’ll wash the dog, that will rest my nose. And have an avocado stuffed with tuna for lunch, and take my new Nook out to the swing and read before it gets real hot. Maybe I’ll paint this afternoon – that’s definitely rest. Then I’ll have a chicken breast with balsamci vinegar for dinner – that isn’t resting, but it’s really good. OK, I’m ready to rest now. Feel free to follow my example if you’re reading this.