I have a garden.

Hold the phone Eunice.  Let’s get something straight.  I do not have a green thumb.  At all.  I get this naturally.  My Mom does not have a green thumb either.  The closest thing we had to “nature” were the shrubs in front of our house in Dayton.

Okay. Let’s get back to my garden.  It is a Meditation Garden.  And… it is filled with rocks. Not plants.  For the Polly, this is perfect.  Lots, and lots of rocks.  From boulders to pebbles and everything in between.

When I am surrounded with rocks, I feel comfortable.

Meditation comes easy there…. in my rock oasis.. in the midst of a small wooded area right by our house. Did I mention, that I love rocks?

But here is the deal. I noticed some ants coming into my garden… from the southern end.  One afternoon, one of those ants climbed onto my leg.  It completely disrupted my line of meditation.

Oh.  But you all will marvel at my solution.  I did not kill that ant.  No, no.  I decided to build a wall.  Yes, a great big WALL… but just to the south of my garden… to keep the ants from entering illegally, and without invitation.

Ants are little.  This wall is two feet high, made completely of rocks.  Two feet high and several feet long.  As I mentioned, I only saw the ants coming in from the southern portion of the garden… so that is the place to thwart their entrance.   An ingenious plan, I know.

I’m quite certain they won’t be able to get in once the wall is complete.  Of course, it is costing me a crap-ton of money, and it has totally disrupted the rest of the garden.  But dang it, I WILL keep those illegal ants out.  At any cost.  I mean… the thing crawled on my leg while I was sitting outside.

One of the great thinkers… I am.

Uhnnnn…. why are you staring at my hair right now?

Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
— Rainer Maria Rilke

Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.
— Marcus Aurelius