Rave: Some days, you gotta fly.

Or dance. Or garden. Or drink wine. Whatever makes you happy.

Yesterday was one of those days. There were a million things I should be doing — laundry,  homework for a workshop next weekend, and posting on this blog to name just three — but it was a beautiful day, perfect for flying.

So that’s what we did.

My husband and I flew down to Moraine Air Park (I73), near Dayton, for a fly-in breakfast. Hence, yesterday’s picture.

You know what? I didn’t feel the least bit guilty.

Sometimes you just need to seize the moment.

Of course, if I was  under a deadline or had something that I knew shouldn’t be put off, I wouldn’t have gone. But, much of the pressure to get things done is self-imposed, and I don’t think it hurts to remind ourselves of that.

As the Dixie Chicks  say, “Some days you gotta dance!”

We’d all be a lot happier if we could remember that, don’t you think?

Addendum: Right after I posted this, WordPress came up with a quote for me about writing as it always does. Today’s was serendipitously apt: My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living. — Anais Nin