It will be a lot easier to find my old writings if they're given a title. So starting today, I am going to try and make an effort and give all of my posts titles.
I thought about killing the poppies earlier. Like over fertilizing them. But then I quickly erased that thought from my mind because when I looked out my window, the stained glass Serenity prayer with praying hands reminded me that I ought not be that way.
So I'm looking out my window right now...and this is what I see. An orange wheel barel, an old door that has a painted city on it, duck taped up to the columns to keep the dogs from getting into the Poppy Garden,
I see the old, rusty metal chain-link fence separating our yard from the neighbors; the neighbors have a big trampoline in their back yard and an old wooden shed with a rusty metal top.
I see a couple of other things that aren't nearly as important as those elements,
but then I just saw the neighbors dog run by carrying a toy and it made me realize all the elements are important.
I can see the front of a black mustang from 2 houses down, but only the front because the neighbors house obstructs the view of the rest.
lol.. I see a hoe.
more duct tape. a white basket laying in the neighbors yard.
Monkey grass and bushes,
A pink toddler car, and an kiddie ATV toy.
I look at the painting and feel utterly disgusted with it for some reason. Probably because it's not finished. Or over finished. one of the two. I can't figure it out and that's why it's out there, because I'm done with it for now, and the wood makes better use elsewhere.
And that, folks...is what I see out my bedroom window that lays behind my computer screen.
~Molly.
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