When I was a Girl Scout, we learned a song that went a little something like this:
"Have patience, have patience,
Don't be in such a hurry,
When you get impatient,
You always start to worry..."
Now, I have always been told that I am a very
However, I am finding myself quite
Particularly with this guy:
We planted this gardenia bush back in July and it is finally blooming.
The things is,
I LOVE GARDENIAS
and this particular gardenia has looked like it does above since the beginning of Decemeber.
That is NO JOKE.
Open, little gardenia!
I want to see your beautiful petals!
I want to smell your creamy scent!
Or should I practice the patience at which I am apparently "good"?
'Till then, here's our view from dinner yesterday: