Comparison....GO AWAY!!!!!
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It is a pretty day. The sun is not out. In fact, it is cloudy and looks like it might rain. But the day has a nice soft breeze and everything is green from the recent rain. So....it is a pretty day. Each morning I go out onto my back deck with my tea or with my journal, and I sit for a bit. I listen to the birds and I look out onto the property and see the tall wild grass, the cactus, the tiny wild flowers that have started to bloom, the old wash house with its weathered wood, the trees with their fresh leaves starting, and I smell the fresh air that fills this place. It is my favorite part of the day. As I sit there I often think about how so many people would cut it all down, plant grass and keep a perfectly manicured lawn. I find myself looking at our property through the eyes of others and what they would think, and I start to pick it apart and judge every flaw. Why? Bruce and I placed our home in the center of a brush filled lot. We have only e...