Originally posted by Brenda Coulter at No rules. Just write.
Yes, the garage door needs painting. The other day I pointed that out to my hunk o' burnin' love, then admitted it looks sort of charming as it is. He was quick to agree. Maybe I'm the suspicious type, but I think he was more interested in taking a paperback thriller for a ride in his backyard hammock than getting out the scrapers and paintbrushes.
Although I'm a fine one to talk about letting things slide. I didn't get around to pruning this tangle of "White Dawn" roses earlier this spring, so they went a little crazy. I took this picture several days ago, just as the buds were beginning to burst open. Why don't I get out there and take another picture and show you what it looks like now that the plant is covered with white blooms? Because as soon as I finish blogging, I'm taking my computer outside to write a little romance.
These shell-pink "New Dawn" roses quickly scrambled up their sturdy 8-foot trellis and reached for the sky. I suppose you'd have a better view of them if you flew over my house in a hot-air balloon or rode past it on a giraffe, but I thought I was being creative when I stood next to the trellis and pointed the camera up.
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