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Reflecting

The gnome is still reclining in front of the perfectly landscaped yard, but now a daisy hangs over his concrete head.  Thanks to the industriousness of the owners of his yard, his environment is always changing, but he never does.  As I approach the end of the road with this blog, I thought I’d do some reflecting on what’s changed. And what hasn’t. 

Some of the sights along the route have changed.  The octopus is no longer on the mailbox.  The fire hydrants have been freed of vegetation.

This is the one that looked like this before:

There are “for sale” signs where there weren’t before, and there are always those seasonal changes — berries and blooms that come and go, ever transforming the landscape.

But have I changed, or do I remain like the gnome, unchanging in an evolving world?

The change in me isn’t as dramatic as I’d have liked it to be, but yes, I’ve changed.  The main thing I changed was my exercise habit, even though  I did not manage to ride my bike every day.  Life happens.  I found that biking was not something I could do in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, til death…

But I did find that I could commit to attempting to ride every day.  And on the weeks where I couldn’t manage daily rides, I usually rode several times.  This is much more exercise than I was getting before I started the blog.  That’s a good thing.

My hope is to keep it up even after the days of blogging about the experience are over. Do I think I can do this? Yes!

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The Mysteries of the Garden Gnome

The gnome seems to be asking: What the heck am I doing here?

The gnome seems to be asking: What the heck am I doing here?

Beaufort SC is a subtropical paradise, so I pass a lot of gorgeous landscaping while biking.  But there is one yard I pass along the Hot Pink Bike Route that is perfection. Plants of various colors and heights pepper the shaded yard creating a manicured paradise.  And I can honestly say that if the house attached to this yard ever goes on the market I will be hard pressed not to want to sell our home (the one I said I’d never leave after the horrendous moving-in-experience) just to own the landscaping of this one. 

I don’t know how the owners of this yard managed to marry shape and color so well, but they have.  Generous chartreuse elephant ears bend over vibrant purple groundcover dotted with pink flowers.  Lush ferns bank the walkways, the delicate leaves of the climbing fig cover garden walls, and sword-like palm fronds punctuate the shade. 

And lounging front and center at this celebration of all things fauna is a painted concrete garden gnome. It seems so incongruous.  The first time I noticed him, I was tempted to pluck the immobile little guy out of the garden and plop him into my bike basket, thus salvaging the beauty of the plants. 

Instead, I pedaled home, passing by the overgrown 1960s landscaping in front of my rancher before turning the corner that took me to the overgrown 1960s landscaping in the backyard.

Hmmm.  Since I have neither beautiful landscaping nor a garden gnome, I’m thinking that the owners of that yard that I envy might just know what they’re doing…

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