After the days work is done I often take my garden chair out front to my little circular lawn where I can catch the last rays of the setting sun. My next door neighbour was making use of the light nights also by doing a bit of weeding on her driveway - picking out each single weed individually. It struck me that this was very meditative: identify the weed, pluck it out, place it in a bag, identify the weed, pluck it out, place it in a bag. She worked like this for over half an hour by which time my glass was empty and the sun had dipped behind a roof further down the drive. Time to go in.
Pencil (5B) on paper, A5: "The Zen of Weeding"; Fascinating!
Pencil (5B) on paper, A5: "Zen of Weeding 2"; Total concentrated focus. None must get away!