Continuing my, 'out of the blues, into the mood,' theme...
You know those times... low energy and mind spaces appearing almost daily. I wanna, I wanna, I wanna get all my projects done. Yesterday. I'm late, oh-so-late. Better take a rest. Better listen to some rebuilding music. Come on Boz Scaggs, and don't lemme down... down lemme fall... too far.
l look out the front windows onto the world of my front yard. There sit four containers of mulch, waiting. I breathe a big sigh... some day soon... maybe this week. We have a date to clean and groom that last flowerbed. Rain for six days ended my mulch love affair. It is so not fair to not finish.
Mr. Sunshine - make this the week when my joy is fulfilled. Don't you see all those wonderful, tall Irises? Purple blooms approach. Those plants traveled from Pennsylvania. I am their home. Come on Boz... don't lemme down... don't lemme fall... too far.