What An Irony, I Think...then I Smile!

Entertaining and enjoyable excursion perhaps through Mother Nature.
Stay rooted spread your branches.
That is mighty phrase there, I love it too.
Thanks and Regards.
God grant us Godspeed in our endeavour.

 

As my unfocused eyes alighted lazily on this fragment before reading the sentences preceding, I had alarming visions of a rampaging @Srama tearing out all that is green - plant, shrub, tree, and grass; bush, brier, thistle, and weed, all terminated with extreme prejudice. A frenzied search for the Sanjeevani? I wondered, until I realized that she was talking about taking congenial leafy friends outside into the sunshine where they belong, not 'taking them out' altogether. A little less television, I muttered to myself, in rueful warning to my never-present mind.

 

Oh, it's not a mistake! What you wrote is perfectly legitimate, esepcially in context.* I was trying to say that I misread it at first, my brain addled with breezily violent idiot-box slang. I enjoyed the snippet. While the others were appreciating your mindful presence in garden and wood, I was bemoaning my limited attention span and never-here, always-elsewhere mind that was not present - in either root or branch.

*Now you have me worried about whether I am turning into the resident grammar Nazi on IL. I am horrified that you thought this was a flourish of the red-pencil.

 

That's a relief!
On a different note: you teach children and teach yoga, right?

I am fantastically distractable - it's "dogggg-ieee!!..." one minute and "aero-pppplaaane!! ..." the next.

 

Dear Sabitha,

What a wonderful snippet this is to read on a fine bright shining Sunday! I don't worry about snow, don't worry about bad weather, don't worry about the potted plants as they are always outside smiling at the bright Sun here in Florida. But I do worry about remaining observant like what you do every second of your life. You have imbibed living in the present moment into your daily values.

Your note indicated that the place you visited is a historic cemetery recognized by the government. When I read that mind, I wondered how those who rest in the cemetery would experience those wonderful beauty of nature around them. Are you sure the runner and the lady who crossed you twice are real living beings? Just kidding!

I attended a funeral of a man who served the community for over the last 48 years yesterday. They have arranged viewing in three different funeral homes just to make sure everyone gets an opportunity to pay respect. This man was the first one I met when I moved to my city and he deserves to be in a beautiful place for the enviable kind heart he possessed.

Viswa