I walked along the path, somewhat aimlessly. I had thought that things would be different this time around, but it turned out to be so much harder. Everyone was away or busy. I didn't want to stay in the hotel room, or spend another afternoon in a cafe by myself again. I wanted to be outside and around color. I didn't have any other ideas, so I ended up here.
There was another drought like last year, but most everything was nonetheless blooming and lush. As usual, I took pictures of every flower and wondered if I had ever seen this species or that one before. And I longed for the days when I had my own garden and wondered if I would ever have one again.
I stopped before a shrub and before I could look at the label to see what it was, a bird alit on one of the branches and looked at me. It was rainbow colored and I thought it could be a lorikeet. I looked around and saw that no one was near me, and there weren't any other birds. I smiled at it and was about to move on to look at an