TBT

I would love for this to be my back fence in my backyard. About 10 feet tall.

This is the Chicago Botanic Gardens from August, 2012. It was hot. Very, very hot.

I chose the above today because I am finally feeling calm. Decided to remove my house from the market, and stay here in the traffic madness of Avon, IN. There are various reasons to stay, and just as many to leave. The deciding factor was packing up this house and physically moving it. You reach a point in your life where the words "I am too old for this shit" actually come out of your mouth, whether there is anyone around to hear them. The dogs heard me say this, and agreed. Brats.

I can guard my own privacy, leave the house earlier to get where I want to go, and avoid toxic people that are trying to control me, or influence me. I am so very tired of liars. Do they not hear themselves? Heard a whopper yesterday over the fence. I just shook my head, and walked away.

Art journaling, here we come!
Linda