victim of my own a success

I am currently a victim of my own success–too many invitations to speak, not enough time walking in the woods gathering and making photos. Last night I spoke at a local country club. This morning I will leave to drive four hours north to Bayfield, Wisconsin on Lake Superior to do a weekend of sessions at Wild Rice Retreat. Each request is reasonable. Each request sounds fun and rewarding. But all together, it has me coming and going so much I am losing connection to my own place. All my life I have swung back and forth between extroversion and introversion. I guess I am an ambivert–needing a little bit of both. I like being social, talking to people, building community, making things happen. I also like weeks of quiet time, no calendar commitments, just me and me camera and a few good books. Currently I am tipped too far to the sociability side–but no time to complain about that right now, I have to go pack for my three days up North.

baby red pine cones