Contentment

This weekend we took the Garden Club tour of several homes in our area. One was like a country garden in England. From the white picket fence to the profusion of climbing roses, your senses were treated to one surprise after another. Both the house and the yard had large arrangements of cut flowers to add to the beauty.
The next two houses were restored cottages with unique touches in both the house and gardens. Both had master bedrooms' to die for.' One had a swimming pool with mechanical fish in it which looked so real you had to bend close to check them out. The gardens in each had a profusion of different flowers. One even had a sitting area in the dressing room that overlooked the yard so you could enjoy them on a cold day.
Another house had a garden with a Tuscany feel. There were masses of roses and large pots with luscious plants. A unique touch was the blue marbles in the white bird bath.
One house had each area like a sitting area with a different theme. Almost like interior design outdoors.
One house was mostly pots and lattice-work with lots of climbing vines.
I admitted to a friend that I was feeling covetous, but upon returning home to my tranquil patio, I felt thankful and content.
Contentment is wanting what you have not having what you want!