In October, I shared this vase full of a beautiful spray of 'Curly Pink' on the Hartwood Roses Facebook page.
"I must be an emotional archaeologist because I keep looking for the roots of things, particularly the roots of behavior and why I feel certain ways about certain things."
I didn't share the rest of the photos that I took that day, though.
"The child is in me still ... and sometimes not so still."
When I bring flowers in and put them in a vase, Alice goes all herbivore on me, and she gnaws on the leaves.
I am thankful that roses aren't poisonous.
Me: One of things I like most about my adult self is how I still enjoy the child-like aspects in things. Some say that it's child-ISH, but we all know that it's a positive and healthier way to be. Watching the sunset, catching fireflies (which I still do), counting stars, kicking rocks ... things that 'real' grown-ups aren't supposed to have time to do. Paying attention to the smaller things in life makes everything else a LOT more enjoyable.
Getting older is inevitable .... growing up is optional.
During the month of November, I plan to share wisdom from Mr. Rogers with you each day (from the book "The World According to Mr. Rogers") ... Mr. Rogers's words accompanied by everyday images from life here at Hartwood Manor ... this place that I am blessed to call HOME.