VERY hot. And very dry.
So imagine being in surroundings that were always groomed to perfection for you. Most vacation spots are like that of course. That’s what you pay for.
But when you visit the tropics, it’s a little more than a trimmed lawn and a few flower beds.
Every flower, plant or tree appeared to be on Miracle Grow steroids.
So while I was enjoying all this in my little lah lah land over yonder, other things were transpiring at home.
So it may not come as much of a surprise to you when I say…
There’s more to it than just gardening of course, which I’ll cover another time. But let’s focus on the garden this round…
Lots of stuff grew. And lots of stuff died. While I left our yard in pretty good shape, it all went downhill while basically ignoring it during a major hot spell.
Then one day after we got home, it rained. And rained and rained. It was if the dark clouds taunted me to fall even lower. Pushing myself out the door for something needed at the store, (probably cream for the coffee… that ALWAYS does it), then upon returning home, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t go home. So I passed our street and head up the mountain.
I actually silently cried with the rain. It was just so suitable, like a script from a movie. “Sad Girl Fresh From Maui” starring Sad Girl, would cut it just fine.
I didn’t know where I was going, or what I was doing, I just knew I couldn’t go home.
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Know the feeling of being closed in when it’s raining hard? Bear in mind, I hadn’t seen gloom in a very long time. It was early afternoon and the sky was black.
I even flicked on the heat in the truck, as I drove from quiet street to dead end roads, just… searching. For what I don’t know.
“What would I do with that place if it were mine? Oh, that would never do, the main road is too noisy… Now that one has a pool my son would love!”
I had driven around the residential areas while there quite abit, and the only word that comes to mind with what I saw was… lush.
I love lush.
Drought? Not so much.
So I drove until I couldn’t drive any more. Tired from… no coffee? I kid… just feeling low, I head home.
Once home, it felt… better. It was like, I needed a different set of eyes on different scenarios for a spell. I needed to place myself in all these ‘places of more effort’ in order to make home feel easier.
Lots of those places I drove past needed lots of work.
Then again… so did mine. Imagine.
And so would a tropical yard in some far off country. I mean, those gardners worked nearly 24/7, always cutting and clipping. I watched them climb to the top of palm trees while I splashed around in my aqua pool. I watched them gather up dead palm fronds after gusty winds, while I sipped my kona on my lanai. And watched them shred shrub clippings by the truck load as I packed the car for the next beach trip.
They were VERY busy. While I was busy having fun.
And that’s when I reminded myself, I was a guest there. That is why those things got done, and looked so beautiful.
I wouldn’t have that set up if I actually lived there… by a long shot.
I can’t say our grounds are lush at home yet… but when I decided to focus on a few small areas and just work it, my broken heart started to mend. And you can see by the results above, it’s looking a whole lot better after a couple of short hours.
I even spontaneously produced a Periscope broadcast on this little fix up!
I was nervous to film it. It was such a mess. But know what? I’m glad I jumped in with both feet. It helped fuel the ‘ol DIY mojo so much, I decided to flip it into a series of sorts…
(Periscope broadcasts are only avail for 24 hours… watch my Twitter account HERE for new links so you can watch them on your desktop too!)
‘Go big or go home’ or what… I even did ART WORK! 🙂
A trip like I took was worth it. And I’d do it all over again in a heart beat. But perhaps next time, I’ll be a little more prepared for the fallout, and plan something epic once home, so the drop isn’t quite so deep.
I think I’m back guys… I think I’m nearly back!
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How do you feel upon returning home from a trip? Ready to come home, or blue you had to leave?