Ordinary

This year's parkway flowers

I've had a difficult time lately deciding what to write about in this blog. Although I appreciate the ordinary surprises that each day provides, I can't seem to bring them to life with humor and spectacular writing like El does today on Prose and Cons or find grace and purpose in the details like Fran on Sacred Ordinary. Both are excellent writers and present such a wonderful glimpse into their respective lives.

Today I walked into my front yard for the first time in a long while. We live on a parkway, which in Denver means that there is a half-block green area between alternate one-way streets. Our garage and driveway are at the rear of the house off an alley. All our neighbors have doorbells on both the front and rear doors. Only the mail carriers, solicitors and school kids selling fundraising items come to our front door. Friends and neighbors all come to the back.

My husband is the gardener of the family. He plants, weeds and waters the flowers. I photograph and paint them. While he is gone this week to his paleontology camp, I am in charge of watering. Today I spent some time in our front yard and noticed, for the first time this summer, the flowers that the Denver Parks Department planted on the parkway across from our house. Each year they choose different varieties of flowers but they are always spectacular.

So today I celebrate the extraordinary flowers that brightened my ordinary day of grocery shopping, laundry and mopping the kitchen floor twice because a damp-footed dog left dirty paw prints on the clean white tile.

Comments

[ellie]

I'm honored by your mention. I love the poetry of your adventures whether in words or pictures. elie