I, on the other hand, have a tendency to want to want to do things, but just don't really want to.
For example, I would always see people jogging on the sidewalk while I was driving down the road, and I wanted to want to jog, but I just really didn't actually want to.
And I would see people's beautiful yards, and I would want to want to garden, but I just never had much interest in it.
One by one, my wanting to want is turning into "want", and then "do."
(You're following this, right?)
Not only did I take up jogging about five years ago, but this spring I'm actually pretty excited about getting a container garden started in my back yard, tucked up next to my garage.
|My container garden, one day old|
|Wandering Jew and LAVENDER!|
|Thyme, rosemary, basil and parsley|
|Calibrachoa on the right next to the lavender, with ivy in the planter behind|
|A little Creeping Jenny tucked under the table, with a Calibrachoa hybrid on top of the table, at right|
|Et voila! My container garden attempt has begun....|