I use the little Moleskine cahirs note booklets when I need to order my thoughts. I keep them in the car, with a pencil, in the console. Most of my thinking is done in the car.
Today, I went to the Chattahoochee River Park, selected a shady parking space aimed at the river, pulled out a note booklet and pencil…and set about to make some notes.
Notes of purpose let’s say.
Notes toward doing work, solving problems.
I wrote the first word, looked up, and saw the tree under which I was parked.
I don’t know why.
I stopped noting.
Instead I sketched the tree. I got lost in the tree.
The notes of purpose were not of a pressing nature anyway.
I then waited a little bit for the evening air to blow in and headed home to cut the grass. That is the most pressing issue of the day in my dear wife’s mind and trust me, no notes were needed to recall that.
Tonight I’ll work on work.
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I can think of no act of higher purpose than studying - and sketching - a tree. By the way, did you ever receive Muriel Foster’s Fishing Diary? And if so, what did you think?
Oh jeepers! I forgot to tell you. Yes I did find it on Amazon (used) and I got it a few days later.
It’s GREAT! What a prime example of sketching and journaling by regular person. It shows that anyone can immerse themselves in drawing and sketching to make their activities much more memorable.
Thanks for reminding me!
I agree about trees. At the risk of sounding “tree-huggy”, trees really are fascinating specimens of life if you take the time to really look at them.
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