Wednesday, November 24, 2010


Just so you know -

here is documented proof -

sometimes the grass IS greener on the other side of the fence! and no that is not snow - it is too much light - the grass was actually very yellow brown like hay but on a rainy day pictures were no easy trick.

The first time we saw this area while traveling through Oregon we thought it was fluke and wished for our camera.

When we saw it this last trip it was too late to snap the picture. On the way home we stopped first by the side of the road and then in another area at the lookout above the winding road up the hill. My adventuresome hubby trekked off over hill and dale and captured the shots.  He wanted the evidence. So did I.

Why is the grass (in at least 2 places in Oregon) greener on the other side of the fence?

I have no idea! I could make up some theories but so can you.
What are yours?

My very young granddaughter asked me why my 'hairs is all curled' last time I visited her. She said hers isn't and 'curls is pretty'. Her mother's 'hairs are all curled' too - we both have naturally curly hair.

Once someone asked my daughter where she got her beautiful perm. She said her mother gave it to her.  They phoned me for an appointment! We all had a good laugh. I suppose that wasn't a lie. I do NOT 'do' hair - not even my own. I live on the wash and 'finger-comb-shake' method.

I am very grateful for naturally curly hair.

My poor little grandchild - I think she feels bad that her shiney blond hair is straight as a board.

I told her that when I was a little girl I thought only 'hairs' without curls were pretty.

I left her mulling that over as a seemingly new thought.
She is one lucky little girl to have straight blond hair!

 I despised my frizzy mousey brown hair when I was growing up.  All the really 'cool' styles required smooth locks. And nice blonde was beyond my wildest dreams. I so wished I could only have hair that wasn't so frizzy that the other kids shouted, "Fuzzy Wuzzy was a Bear ... " and other taunts.

In my life I have often just had to accept that I am not on the greener side of the fence.  I do my very best to be my very best and be in the very best places I can be. That will have to be good enough. And at times I come to realize 'all my hairs is curled'.  (I had to learn to NOT brush it 100 strokes a day.  That didn't make my hair shine - it made it fuzzier!)

I will have to be sure I don't envy those that are in greener places and be grateful for what is on my side.

Perhaps you wish your grass wasn't so green because it needs to be mowed.

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