Going inside, below, a perfection of Serendipitous Beauty.
Tossing off my hat & setting the umbrella down, inside the door, below, more Serendipitous Beauty.
Tossing off my hat & setting the umbrella down, inside the door, below, more Serendipitous Beauty.
Jack, below, was attracted immediately to my Serendipitous Beauty for different reasons.
No, I'm not making this up as I go along.
No, I'm not making this up as I go along.
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Garden & Be Well, XO Tara
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She invited me to tour her garden. No, I invited myself. I'm quite rude if I think it's important to see a garden. It was hot. Humid. Bringing us (I was rude enough to invite myself & entourage) inside she offered lemonade. Yes. Walking toward the kitchen she set down her straw hat & straw purse on a table without pausing. Beautiful still life. Without effort. The effluvia of her life was beauty. In that moment I knew. Serendipitous Beauty must effulge in my life too.
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Oh dear, now you know I go into a morning rain wearing my gown, and ugly shoes, taking pics of my garden.