I say look closely and they scan their eyes over my yard and move to the backyard and do the same thing. Nothing. Then they comment on the pretty flowers off in the distance poking over the edge of my pool.They are so lovely and delicate. What are their names? I say go take a closer look. As they walk toward the back of my yard and circle around my pool, they are slapped in the face with this:
Moral of the story: You can hide anything behind a large thing and give people the impression that you are a superstar.
Add-on to the Moral of the Story: Weeds can pass as lovely and delicate for only so long and only at a distance.
Besides watching the weeds grow I did some creating this week. I seem to scrap like I garden...haphazardly. That is my word for the day. I had to fit it in somewhere. Anyway, the layout:
The Journaling: You DID it! You held on as if your life depended on it and were able to remain on the float and win the respect of all that went down before you.