The other day my son and I decided to take a different route home. We do that sometimes. Just find a new road and see where it leads. I glanced out my window and saw this;
Awesome.
It’s just out of the ditch, no discernible home nearby. Not in a pasture, just in a bluff of trees. Someone’s old homestead. Why would anyone plant geraniums there? They were all alive and had obviously been tended. Why?
Well, for me. And my son. And now you. A random act of beauty just to make every person passing by smile.
My son and I talked about it. He thought he’d like to make a sign.
Thanks, stranger!
Sometimes the best things are the ones that surprise you the most.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Very cool.
Isn’t it just? Happy thanksgiving to you and yours.
Wonderful post! Found your blog via Jewels. Good stuff!
Thank you! And welcome! Come back anytime.:)
With apologies to Robert Frost:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both…
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference since.
Because I ran into a deer
and decided to avoid the tree most near
so I put my ride into the drink
and ended up in the clink
because I blew a .12
when arrested by the boys in blue.
Frikkin’ roads poetry.
THE END
P.S. Great sign!
*Sniffle*… oh Al. That was beautiful. *wiping tears*