While the sun was shining the youngest grandchild and I took an extended stroll. I continued my search for the perfect re-purposed items but all I saw were three cast off storage bins and a part of a pallet. We don't need the bins and the pallet really didn't fit any plans I have here. We made good use of our time taking shots of great flowers and shrubs.We admired a spectacular pair of deciduous azaleas and a glowing newly-bloomed rhododendron, although I don't think Isiah was as smitten as I was.
The neighborhood did provide some bouquet material. This town is so civilized that they provide regular pick up for yard trimmings. A doctor's home ( we know this because we scavenged some Journal of Neurology and New England Journal of Medicine as well as some Travel and Leisure from their recycle pick-up stacks of magazines a few days ago) had pruned their lilacs and we took enough for this bouquet. The whole downstairs smells wonderful. The lilacs up North are something that we miss out on down South. I am pretty contented to live where I do, but it is a wonderful thing to experience a different locale. Change can be a great thing. I especially enjoy the chance to look at things back home from the outside. And it is reassuring to see that no matter what the challenges back home, life goes on just fine in spite of my ups and downs.