I'm a cautious sort. This means at times living vicariously through others who aren't. In this case, my friend Deb.
wild foxglove in a book. I hoped these might be them and we stopped to take a closer look.
I've written briefly about Deb before and alluded to her inquisitive, playful nature. She wasn't to be deterred from gathering up a few samples of these wildflowers. The home on the property was abandoned and the fence in disrepair. It was as if the universe was graciously inviting her in...
Did I mention that I'm cautious? And leery of snakes.
Cautious is still standing on the side of the road, iphone in hand, snapping pictures and prepared to call 911 if necessary for a paramedic.
I learned a lot yesterday as I watched my friend carried by sheer joy into that field.
One, always have my 'good' camera with me when I'm going on an outing with her because there is never a dull moment (these shots were taken with my iphone). Phones have really come a long way, haven't they?!
Two, it would be a good idea to wear jeans and boots no matter the season or destination when in her company. And, maybe carry a shovel and anti-venom.
And three, you can experience immense joy and satisfaction cheering on your brave friend as she marches forward to a task you'd like to do but just can't muster up the courage for.
*By telling this story I am in no way condoning nor advocating wildflower wrangling*