I just finished reading The Art of the Wasted Day by Patricia Hampl. A Minnesota writer. Her book talks about the art of people who have wasted time in solitude then produced some wonderful work from their inner reflections. I realized that I have wasted some time recently in my own way, instead of locking myself in a castle tower I travelled to our seasonal campground and launched myself onto the waters surrounding De Kaag. As far as producing wonderful worldly works… well let’s just say I am still searching to improve.
I woke up early to have the hubby drive me to Rijpwetering. From there I rode my bike the last three kilometers to the campsite. I could celebrate some time on the water as the summer solstice approaches.
Last Monday, before my back decided to put me out of commission, I biked to our camping via train ride to Leiden then I did a short 3 km kayak paddle in the canals around the Spijkerboor Camping.
In less than two weeks I have now paddled in both countries; the United States (Minnesota) and The Netherlands.
We spent the entire week remodeling at our house. New floors don’t come cheap and the only way to cut corners a bit is to rip up the old floors yourself. As we looked out the windows at the nice blue sky as we drove to the recycle dump we formulated an escape for the weekend close to our seasonal camping. It was a place I had biked into on my solo bike trip earlier this summer.