I consider my work in the yard to be about a deep desire to create beautiful days. That's right. If I'm quite honest -- and you know I can be -- I appreciate what a lofty goal this is, an altruistic myth, even a big farce. But the reason why I pick through and dawdle over seeds and seedlings and love photographing the buds is to add sparkle to a 24-hour period that more often than not includes cleaning toilets, wiping bums, and other daily drudgeries.
It's the one chore that I inflate the actual return on investment. I know I've been known to say, "Why make a bed if we're just going to crawl back into it later?" But I would never say, "Why pick a weed if it's just going to grow back next week." For now I'm tickled pink because that's what's showing up in the flower beds. Roses, whirling butterflies, hydrangeas, and even a few leggy geraniums.
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Since confined to the house the past 2 weeks, I've missed seeing my roses. Yesterday I went out and picked 3 gorgous buds to put by my kitchen sink. If I can't enjoy them outside, they're coming in!
You're a girl after my own heart !
Gorgeous. Love the roses and hydrangeas. So pretty.
That hydrangea blows me away. I don't think I could even grow one here.
Kids like flowers require a little weeding, prunning, watering and fertizing. It's nice as a parent to sit back and enjoy the roses.
that hydrangea is out of this world! Gorgeous. One of my favorite flowers.
I love it Hooli! You are a girl after my own heart.
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