I had (what I thought was) the weirdest dream last night. I dreamed my family and I were out in the yard - only it wasn't exactly MY yard because it never is in dreamland. I looked over and my agapanthus were 8 feet tall! My dad was very impressed. They were taller than my rose bushes. Which, as I tried to explain to my husband J, is shocking because the agapanthus are done blooming and my roses are now over 6 feet. J gives me a pitying, disbelieving, amused look and tells me, "that is the squarest dream I have ever heard".It is. And so that is how this blog begins. It is not wildly exciting tales from the other side. It is me and my life as it is. Which is pretty good even if the agapanthus are of average size.
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