We took this picture when we visited Kangaroo Valley last Christmas, and I think it's so pretty. And so green!
You know that thing about how the grass always looks greener on the other side of the fence from wherever it is you’re standing? Well, I’m here to tell you it’s true. The grass is greener.
A year ago yesterday, Spencer and I tied the knot. Before finding him, I had moments here and there (slash everyday) where I wondered if he was ever going to turn up. Sometimes, in such moments, people would tell me that marriage isn't all it's cracked up to be anyway, so not to worry about it--to enjoy my single life while it lasted 'cause, you know, the grass is always greener. But a year ago, I hopped the fence to inspect the grass myself. All I can say is this grass is so dang green! Greenest grass I’ve ever seen, I tell ya.
Maybe I'm still experiencing a bit of a honeymoon phase...? Perhaps it's that I was single into my 30s and had plenty of time (not to mention reason) to wonder if there was ever going to be an end to that chapter of my life--so, now I can look back on my single days and know for sure what I'm missing (or rather, not missing...). Whatever the case may be, I'm not worrying too much about what's making the grass look this way. I'm just enjoying the view.
Green. As far as the eye can see.