<p> A person I was asking for help to solve a VERY IMPORTANT PROBLEM was like a boulder of bullying uselessness! The dream I was hoping would come true had turned into a rattlesnake that sneered at me,waiting to bite!<br /><br />So I decided to spend this Wabi Sabi day with my boulder of bullying uselessness, and my rattlesnake in a garden with my Nikkon Coolpix. (if only I had a nice Nikkon SLR instead, my wicked Wabi Sabi day taunted me cunningly) as I used my compact camera! <br />But thirty dahlias had arrived that day and the morning began to fill up with a pink and white dahlia border, thickly edged with the boulder of bullying uselessness and my Wabi Sabi woes and my sudden greed for an SLR camera!<br />Then a new arrival flew into the Wabi Sabi mess – it was a brown and bronze butterfly which sat quietly upon a white dahlia. It wore the same colours as the coat of my Wabi Sabi sun! <br /><br />I again wished for an SLR camera which would have quickly caught lightning swift butterflies! But as that orange and bronze visitor made me run behind her like a person preparing for the marathon run in the Olympics all my worries squirted out quickly! Then the Pari sat on that dahlia so white it seemed to have stolen a swan’s colours. The angelic butterfly seemed to snooze, allowing me to get close. <br />Then she inspected a sun-kissed orange marigold and a purple-stained zinnia and finally when my heart and the Coolpix were stuffed with gifts the butterfly vanished! Every space that was filled with my woes, the boulder of bullying, maddening, uselessness and a few rodents keeping him company were now scraped off by the Pari of the Wabi Sabi time to prove that we can’t make a curriculum for happiness – it usually chooses its own time table and dress code. <br /><br />That day the Pari or the dahlia’s angel chose brown and bronze with a hint of gold waiting behind the wings.<br />Then like a finale from a Hollywood blockbuster she went and sat right on top of that bullying boulder of uselessness and removed him from my sense and sensibility! <br /></p>
<p> A person I was asking for help to solve a VERY IMPORTANT PROBLEM was like a boulder of bullying uselessness! The dream I was hoping would come true had turned into a rattlesnake that sneered at me,waiting to bite!<br /><br />So I decided to spend this Wabi Sabi day with my boulder of bullying uselessness, and my rattlesnake in a garden with my Nikkon Coolpix. (if only I had a nice Nikkon SLR instead, my wicked Wabi Sabi day taunted me cunningly) as I used my compact camera! <br />But thirty dahlias had arrived that day and the morning began to fill up with a pink and white dahlia border, thickly edged with the boulder of bullying uselessness and my Wabi Sabi woes and my sudden greed for an SLR camera!<br />Then a new arrival flew into the Wabi Sabi mess – it was a brown and bronze butterfly which sat quietly upon a white dahlia. It wore the same colours as the coat of my Wabi Sabi sun! <br /><br />I again wished for an SLR camera which would have quickly caught lightning swift butterflies! But as that orange and bronze visitor made me run behind her like a person preparing for the marathon run in the Olympics all my worries squirted out quickly! Then the Pari sat on that dahlia so white it seemed to have stolen a swan’s colours. The angelic butterfly seemed to snooze, allowing me to get close. <br />Then she inspected a sun-kissed orange marigold and a purple-stained zinnia and finally when my heart and the Coolpix were stuffed with gifts the butterfly vanished! Every space that was filled with my woes, the boulder of bullying, maddening, uselessness and a few rodents keeping him company were now scraped off by the Pari of the Wabi Sabi time to prove that we can’t make a curriculum for happiness – it usually chooses its own time table and dress code. <br /><br />That day the Pari or the dahlia’s angel chose brown and bronze with a hint of gold waiting behind the wings.<br />Then like a finale from a Hollywood blockbuster she went and sat right on top of that bullying boulder of uselessness and removed him from my sense and sensibility! <br /></p>
