I am going to need a machete

I admit it. When we embarked on the pond refresh, I thought it was a bit of a boondoggle. I thought why don’t we just fill in the hole. Put sod over it. Call it a day. When we sell, no one will be the wiser. The beloved prevailed. Today, I am glad she did.

I am sitting on the lanai. A glass of sofa water is next to me. My iPad is on my lap. I am looking at the waterfall, listening. Enjoying it. It is like sitting in the waiting room of a spa. Except I do not have to leave. It is a part of my daily landscape. Bliss.

I saw the finished project last night, after returning from a lecture in Sarasota. At night, there are seven lights illuminating it. They come on and go off automatically. So when I arrived, it was here. Glowing.

This morning, I decided if we were going to have such gorgeousness in our life, the least I could do is trim the banana palm behind it. So at 8 am, Tibe and I are trimming the palm. Some of the dead leaves peeled off easily. Others needed a sharp instrument. I used the only tool that I had: desk scissors. It worked. The palm is now beautiful. I realized, though, I am going to need a machete.