Good morning. Hope your day is everything you wish it to be.
There's an artist down the street...instead of mowing his lawn, he planted it with tulips; he lets the grass grow wild. He has a studio not too far from me as well. I run into him on my walks every now and then, and he used to visit a coffee shop where I worked. I see the guy all the time, ha, but every time I see him, we simply shout and say, "Hello," although I've never talked to him any more than that. But...I will say that I feel a kinship with the guy every time I see his tulips spring up. It reminds me of this: stay wild.
There's an artist down the street...instead of mowing his lawn, he planted it with tulips; he lets the grass grow wild. He has a studio not too far from me as well. I run into him on my walks every now and then, and he used to visit a coffee shop where I worked. I see the guy all the time, ha, but every time I see him, we simply shout and say, "Hello," although I've never talked to him any more than that. But...I will say that I feel a kinship with the guy every time I see his tulips spring up. It reminds me of this: stay wild.
Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell💛💙
