Cosmo's
I love these flowers, if I could I would have a full bed of every color. When I lived in Grand Marais, I had a little A-Frame cabin on top of a steep hill. The deck was full of pots with flowers, and the beds in front. When I would drive up the hill at nite my head lites would hit the flowers and all the cosmos would be dancing in the spot lites. I loved coming home to that. Now, I am back to growing cosmos, and thinking of all the great memories that where made in Grand Marais. The friends I had, the life I had. I belonged somewhere again, haven't felt like that since I was a kid in Fort Francis, staying at my second home with my Aunty Lena and Uncle Moe. And all this is because of a pretty little Cosmo.
So far only the pink and purple ones have showed up. I am hoping that the shorter ones are either orange, and I do know I have a very good chance of getting some white ones, Purity.
I am really trying to get better at this writing thing. Use words in a more responsible way, at least somewhere in my life. I know I don't have a focus. I seem to be unable to do that lately. I guess if I really tried to just sit myself down and make me start a project. Starting seems to be the problem, once I get into it, I can go for awhile before I burn out.
I have been thinking about halting all serious communication with people. They don't seem to be working for me lately. I am turning into a really nasty elitist. And I have ruled most everybody out of my life right now, and have a bit of contempt for the place in which I live. Not a good feeling to have. Thank-God I can go out and sit in the back yard, and look into one of my favorite colors, green. And of course mt beautiful dancing Cosmo's!
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