Okay, sing along with me. "Summer time, and the living is easy... the fish are jumping and the cotton is high..." Keep singing while I write, it helps me get my writing juices flowing. "Your momma's rich, and your daddy's good looking..."
Summer moves along and soon it is gone. Taking time to just sit and ponder it all should be listed as a required summer activity. I guess it is not exciting enough to make a bucket list. I doubt there are a handful of people in the world who write it down on their daily to-do list.
It's not on the top 10 things to do in New Orleans, or any other city's list for that matter.
You know how people see you sitting there lost in revery and come up to ask "Penny for your thoughts?" Hey when I get my thoughts going that well, the bidding needs to start in the high 6 figures -- cashiers check please.
Am I rambling?
There are more than 50,000 images that come up on Flickr.com for the word ponder. Many of them are scenic or eye-candy places. Many people pondering or at least sitting or standing still. But for most of them I just don't get the connection.
Do you suppose the ponder comes from the word "pond?" Someone sitting by the pond might have been said to be "pondering" and that's how the word came up. That's not the derivation the dictionary gives, but that's the theory I am going to go with -- I like it better than "weighing in the mind, and suspending in thought" stuff. Besides, I just made it up so it has to have some merit.
Now, where to find a pond?
I guess it comes down to this -- as with this guy in Audubon Park in New Orleans sitting watching the fountain in the bayou on a warm summer's morn, pondering has its own pace and place. When it comes upon you, the rest can wait.
Oh, you can stop singing now.