A long story
will share some.
Building my cottage 11 years ago, son moving to Thailand, his deteriorating statue placed in my woods
At that time I had made paths all through my woods, would clear with blower and even use the
broom, I loved doing this and planned on planting flowers around the Buddha, maybe placing
an old bench there, a place to meditate. Never happened.
I ask my special girl helper to go where I directed her, she found him, he is continuing to deteriate\but you still can recognize him and she took this picture
for me.
Now I will have her carry forth my plans
plant some flowers
and will find an old bench somewhere.
Maybe he can be sprayed with something to slow the deteriorating?
I enjoyed my woods so very much
and have thoughts quite often
of having boy helper tie me on my tractor so I could carry on doing what I have loved doing
a lifetime
Silly. but maybe a good way to go
doing what I love doing :)
Norman Vincent Peale
said
Imagination is the true Magic Carpet
