They say “dream big,” but I’m a bit of a contrarian on this point.
You see, I’m blessed with a temperament that enjoys silliness…
and tends to focus on the details of life.
As a result, many of my dreams are small…
like sitting in the car as the car goes through the car wash and taking photos of the process.
And do you know what’s the best part of this small dream?
The fact that it came true.
One day the Lady of the House carefully planted a few pots of herbs + one pot of small patio tomatoes. There was joy in the land.
The sky was blue above, forsooth.
Cardinals, sitting in trees, shooketh their tail feathers.
Cute garden tags proclaimed what was in each herb pot.
However, one evening a magical thunderstorm rolled through the land turning the sky to a weird shade of orange, creating a beautiful unexpected rainbow. Things had changed.
At first, the Lady of the House was charmed by the rainbow, until she saw that the storm winds had snapped her tomato plant in two. She was sad.
But the Lady of the House, being ever hopeful and raised on fairy tales, put the little green tomatoes in a dish on the kitchen table near a sunny window.
Where, alas & alack, despite the Lady of the House’s tender care, the little tomatoes remain green and inedible to this day.
Just because we were in Columbus OH overnight and just because I remembered going to this park when I was a child and just because it was a gorgeous clear summer morning, we went to the Park of Roses.
Located in Clintonville inside Whetstone Park, the Park of Roses is a 13 acre garden with 11,000 rose bushes, most of which were in bloom while we were there.
The park was as amazing + colorful + beautiful as I remembered it, but what I didn’t remember was that rose scent surrounds you everywhere you walk. All the time.
Below are a few photos that give you, my gentle readers, an idea of the scope of the park and the details of the park. Did I mention it was amazing?
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Personal blogging is difficult when your writing mojo melts away.
This problem may, or may not, be a result of your air conditioner breaking as June begins, and the temps + humidity skyrocket.
Said lack of coolness in the air could leave you hot + cranky, without the inclination to sit down, to write something pithy, to fulfill your personal blogging goal to show up to your blog at least once a week.
If that should happen to you may I suggest that fussing around with your words isn’t worth it; instead post a few photos, preferably colorful + pretty.
And then promise your gentle readers, who you hope are an understanding lot, that you’ll be back next week after the AC is fixed– and, we can only hope, your writing mojo returns.
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