Mom used to have some funny little sayings that would fit perfectly for the moment. I think this is something she must have picked up from her mother since my grandmother did the same thing. Now, I think it is starting to flare up in me. As I age, I find myself doing much the same thing even to the point of using their phrases. What I thought was comical when I was a teen now has become logical. Weird how our brains work.
Today, I found myself explaining to Son that I was feeling "do-less". For those who do not understand, this is when you do not particularly feel bad...you just feel sort of blah...hence, do-less. My great idea of cutting grass and grinding mulch did not happen. Instead, I was a typical "little old lady" and puttered around not doing much of anything. At one point, I was merely wandering aimlessly through the Small Gardens. It was then that the fence row of jasmine made me think that it would be grand if all walls were built so. Walls and fences should all smell so delightful and look so pleasant. Maybe then, people would drop their anger before entering and just enjoy their surroundings. This old world has become so filled with hate and anger that something needs to be done...and quickly. Perhaps...build a wall...build a wall or series of walls so people can wander aimlessly just enjoying life. Not to be hemmed in or blocked out but to invoke curiosity as to what is around the next bend and to ply the senses with wonderful aromas and sights. Just a thought. Me? I became inspired. I shall build more floral walls. At least, then, I shall have tranquility.
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