It started in Mt. Vernon

Most days my mind races,  never asking for a break.   Lately I 'm short on ideas,    A new day, another empty slate.  I try to come up with something  worth leaving in this blog. Life's clouds that surround me are heavy. Can't see much in this fog.  photo credit :  Jonathan Gazely  https://jonathangazeley.com/2014/03/15/a-foggy-day-in-bristol-town/ To tell or re-tell a good story,  whether it's yours or whether it's mine,  Is the only goal I have here.    Good exercise for my mind.    So I try to leave something beneficial,   for someone else to find. A short interesting article,  a silly little rhyme.  I'm reminded of what farmers do  with their fields since long ago.  Rest the land for a season.         Allow weeds and grass to grow.  Soil that never asks for a break,    left alone instead.   Fallow ground is quiet and still....