I needed to get out in the sunshine to get my sense of being back yesterday. I'm not sure where that sense goes ... maybe it takes a nice vacation to somewhere with white sandy beaches and turquoise water. Shame it never asks me to pack a bag and come along. Apparently we need to have a talk about that.
I wandered around the community gardens at Colony Farm Regional Park early enough in the morning to catch the dew on the plants. I was amazed ... that gaping thing I do.
I just wanted to absorb this infusion of well being and not spend the time setting up cameras and lenses and all the geegads that go along with it. The colours are brighter than life, and they are proud of it. The red on the just-opening poppies is almost too much to believe is true. A richness beyond any wealth, a beauty beyond words or a camera capture.
The place is alive right now with nesting swallows and the sound of meadowlarks. I think this is where the idea of an Eden came from. It even smells like life. Sweet and new with promise.
I found this unique entrance to someone's garden plot and thought how fitting it was to the place. No walls can contain this ephemeral beauty, no door can be opened to show it to you. It's just there and just is.
My sense of being returned from vacation, next time it should stay home and come play with me instead.