the vision looks something like hollyhocks towering over a four foot tree stump (dedicated to the eastern horizon, and new beginnings).
in gorgeous colors of melon, bright fuschia-like pinks, whitest whites, and pale pinks.
something like - romance struggles thru the dry soil to bring charm and beauty and romanticism into this (my own) world.
the reality looks more like....
hollyhocks, of course.
but between the sighing viewer and the various bounteous and romantic spots-of-earth lie -
a plastic swimming pool.
and a few stray legos.
hiding remnants of the water balloon fight from two weeks ago.
a few tiny bits of things the dog has destroyed.
oh - and an art studio, and a water gun resting on a wicker table meant for teas and beautiful books.maybe a few pairs of long-abandoned Dora , my-little-pony, and spiderman -now muddy and stained- underoos.
such is this life, friends.
you've found me out.