You might think that I dislike children from my last bluebonnet post but that is not exactly true. I adore perfectly behaved, clean, silent children… Curiously, most children seem to like me, a former nanny, and recently I told two young unsupervised children not to throw stones in the pond. They looked at me quizzically which made me wonder how often they were disciplined. I suspect that all young animals respect boundaries and instruction.
The exquisite Oleander bush above has amused me for a decade. It grows gloriously right in front of a kindergarten and it is one of the most poisonous sub tropical plants. I often walk past when the children are out playing and I wonder if any of the patient carers have ever been tempted to make some oleander smoothies. You would have thought the landscaper would have planted something different. 🙂
I noticed that my exquisite pineapple guavas flowered this week – aren’t they adorable? I always thought the fruit was ornamental but have now discovered from this wikipedia post that you can flavor vodka with them. Woo hoo! They are not really guavas but a member of the myrtle family.
Finally our glorious hibiscus bushes are in full bloom in the street. In Egypt, vendors would go around the streets selling hibiscus tea which apparently is good for high blood pressure. It looked delicious but where did the water to make the tea come from??? Sinister tea!
I was having a good time, recovered from my transatlantic flight and ready for a short Texas road trip (to the Swedish capital of Texas) with my Teddy. Then…I had a fender bender in a car park. Not serious, no-one was injured and we were both calm. Nevertheless, my mental health took a huge step backwards. I didn’t learn to drive until I was 45 and it doesn’t take much to make me very anxious. The road trip was in two days and I realized I just couldn’t do it. I also knew that my husband would be very disappointed. Yet more anxiety! After a little brainstorming I realized that I would enjoy a short plane ride to somewhere yet unvisited just for the weekend. We had enough air miles and hotel points for it all to be free – Yaaay. I usually plan trips with military precision but couldn’t this time. It was obvious that Little Rock was a very small capital city and the hotel, in the center, had a free shuttle to the airport and downtown. This is turning into a great FREE trip! It was a teeny weeny airport but lovely – Bill and Hilary Clinton airport.
Arkansas was everything I expected and a little bit more. It is significantly further north than our swamp and autumn had started giving the landscape a lovely golden glow. It was such a treat to stay in a very small city where you could walk everywhere on sidewalks – are you listening, Rick Perry??? We struck it lucky as there was a big free music festival on alongside the river Arkansas with lots of funky vendors. There were even some DEMOCRATS….they are an endangered species where we live. The landscape was so lovely alongside the river and it was really hot. We got burned because of a deceptively cool breeze off the river. Well…the Scotsman went red and Hiawatha went golden almost immediately. It was a perfect and unexpected trip so click on the link to see lots of lovely photographs and read the rest of our adventures. POSTCARD FROM LITTLE ROCK
This is a lovely shot of the William ‘Bill’ Clark presidential wetlands in Little Rock, Arkansas. http://www.littlerock.org/citymanager/billclark.aspx
The real reason for posting it is because it is an inside joke between myself and one of my followers. One of the many aspects of WordPress blogging that I have loved is getting to know new friends from all over the world who really know more about me than most of friends, relatives and acquaintances because I reveal my soul in these posts. I am struggling to catch up on travelogues and new anecdotes with some strange malaise. The last few weeks have just been too exciting for someone who struggles with their mental health and I just have to relax, chill out and catch up with reading. As some nationalities say, “I am out on a raft”. The equivalent Irish phrase would be “I am away with the fairies” 🙂
Să fii cuminte! I know you are all going to Google Translate…