I Smell the Pretty Flowers

I'm grateful for the rain, and grateful that the rain is gone. This is the third year taking Charlie to Eloise Butler. He can walk a good portion on his own and can speak in simple sentences to describe the joy we share at this lovely quiet place. It's officially a bird and wild flower sanctuary, but it's also a sanctuary for humans like me who sometimes need to hide out from the "too muchness" of city life. Being around so many plants calms me like nothing else. Plants seem more than anything else to exist beyond human control. They preceded us and will easily reclaim any spaces we vacate.