starting again - peripheries

Inspired to start again by a recent kind comment on my last two-year-old post. There are beautiful views on either side of this table where I sit typing. On my left the hill falls away in tufted grass towards the little town below and rises up again as woodland to the tops, On my right steps lead past my neighbour's carefully-tended vegetables and my rampantly grassy bank (I can't see that from here but I know it is there, can almost hear it growing) graced by an occasional berry bush. But it is all too easy to pour all my concentration into this little blinking screen, blinking so fast I don't see it. Is there a way of doing both? Is there a way of engaging on the net and being in the present now? Awareness of breath, of tiring fingers (threatened RSI helps motivate this particular awareness) - but also awareness of that soft light on either side, on the periphery. Enjoying the periphery as periphery. What Edward Thomas's poems were nearly all intent upon of course.....