Sometimes being creative means doing nothing at all. Resting, reading, taking a walk, breathing in the wind, picking up sticks or leaves, or detritus from the ground. Looking up, looking down – but not at your technology, except to snap a pic or two. Singing to your dog or cat or kids in your best Aretha Franklin voice. Dancing barefoot around the house or yard. Getting out that hula hoop and twirling away. Well, it’s not really doing nothing, but it’s not making because you have to. It’s recess time, renew time, finding the muse again time, which in many ways enhances your ability to reach deep into your gut and follow your path. Speaking of paths, I put together a little wander gallery for you to wander along with me. No particular order, no particular time. All photos taken by me.