I guess I am one of those rude people who can't help themselves but wander around in your yard as you look out the window and ask yourself...who is that out there?
Actually I did ask permission to walk around in this wonderland of blooms, scents and solitude. In the background is the same dogwood pictured in yesterday's post. But I could not miss sharing the entrance to this quiet respite. So inviting was the brick walk and the arch that I just had to pass through it. I found myself lost for a moment in another world away from the interstate and next week. This late afternoon was for taken selfishly for me.
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