Go out today and smell some flowers no matter where they are?
And even though Mark softened the end with a question mark, he gave me an order.
When somebody gives me an order, I can:
- hear it,
- obey, automatically,
- rebel against it,
- entertain the possibility that it’s NOT an order (but rather a suggestion),
- look at my options,
- consider the pros and cons of each choice,
- decide what to do.
Yesterday, as soon as I read Mark’s comment, I knew it was just what the doctor ordered. And if you (1) aren’t familiar with that idiom and/or (2) don’t click on links, that means:
— from dictionary.cambridge.org
Yes, that was exactly what I wanted or needed yesterday: to smell and see some flowers. So I thought of Tower Hill Botanic Garden, less than an hour’s drive away. And that matched Mark’s order, to a T.*
I took lots of pictures at Tower Hill, yesterday afternoon. I wonder how I should order those photos here?
Let’s start with this one:
Ooh! The sign tells me I’m not alone in wanting to organize, in order to simplify and make things more understandable. That connection with humanity gives me acceptance about whatever order I choose for these photos.
On the way home from Tower Hill, I passed by an open field. Something ordered me to turn the car around, stop, and inspect things more closely. This is what I saw:
I came back for that heart, with its orderly lines.
Then, I noticed some things moving, near the heart. Here’s a zoom:
When I returned to my car, I saw some different birds:
I don’t know about you, but to me, it looks like the white guy is ordering the others around.
Thanks** to dictionary.cambridge.org, ducks, Google, hearts, Mark, those who order and are ordered in any way, Tower Hill, turkeys, and — last, but not least — to you, for dropping by here, today.
* “to a T” is another idiom, defined by Google as:
exactly; to perfection.
“I baked it to a T, and of course it was delicious”
** in alphabetical order.