On a recent trip to Colorado, I fell in love with the plethora of flowers. From the mountainside to the myriad planters and arrangements, color and blooms were everywhere. Everywhere! If only my flowers did so well in the heat of Central Florida–I’d put them outside my front door, on my patio, around my yard…
Oh, wait. I already have them out my front door, on my patio, around my yard. But mine aren’t like these. Mine wilt at the first sign of sunshine. They scream “water me!” every second of the day. They whine and complain “it’s too hot, save me from this horrid heat…”
The nerve. If I lived in Colorado during the summertime, my flowers would wake to a wealth of warmth and sunshine. They’d crane gently toward the light, beg for water only when they sorely needed it. They’d love me and I’d love them. We’d get along swell. Just swell. I’d hang a colorful assortment like this one everywhere I could stab a hangar.
I’d incorporate Swiss chard like these into my every plant bed.
I’d adorn my every corner with lovelies like these…
Oh, how my days would be filled with color and joy. Flowers make me happy! In Colorado, they have mountain flair.
Restaurants beckon one to linger…
If you ever have the chance to visit Colorado during the summer, go. Enjoy. Breathe in the beauty and fresh air.
Traverse the mountain and soak in the ambiance.
Rivers and streams…
It’s glorious. Truly glorious. And the perfect weather for those vegetables you’ve always wanted to grow. 🙂
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