Getaway
After a long day evaporating under the cheerful Mr.Sun, all I can think of is a glass of marquisa juice with clunky ice cubes floating. Ice cubes jumping here and there sweating to make my juice just taste tad bit fresher. Ahhh, summer days.
My imagination was vivid, and every time such scenery appearing in my brain, there’s always one flaw, I wish I can share it with someone else who just desire the same thing. We human are just not good to be alone, aren’t we? =P
Ontario native wildflower in my garden
Today is summer solstice day, despite scientifically, it may not be one anymore. Magnetic north is changing bit by bit, but who cares, 21st June is one of my favorite day. Let Mr.Sun work a bit more to make us happy. In the past, on this very day, exams for some reason always fall on me till 10 pm, just after the cloud is back and everything just gets darker. I always grumbled, ‘Why”?
Table has been turned, I said. This year the lawn is begging to be mowed, the neighbour wanting to see one another, a daisy flower nodding its head above the grass, daylilies smiling on its petals, breeze and blue sky are calling. Ahhhh, what a bliss. This I call a getaway. I don’t need to go to faraway land where fairy live, or behind the rainbow on the other side of the world. All needed to be done is to open garage door, armed with shovels, power shears, canadian tire yard waste bag, lawn mower, and a pretty water sprinkler. I’m ready to take in the world! My patio is there to shade me, the greens are just overwhelming freshness. Birds singing happily.
Yes, I love to be in the garden. I have no regret. My lawn is much bigger than I would have thought ever to own. Nevertheless, the chores are no longer. The shoe has been turned into a chariot. I don’t mind mowing anymore.
This is the cheapest getaway there can possibly be, a step away from the welcoming door, a piece of wood not only for people to come in, but also to visit the side garden. A few steps worth of a day trip.
Taking bit by bit in,
Andree
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