Disturbing the Peace

these matched my shoes

As I was walking through the Arboretum today, admiring the colorful azaleas once again, I heard the sound of delighted children discovering the natural world (I heard a bunch of kids screaming at the top of their little lungs, disturbing my peace.)

a color for everything

I like my flowers to match my umbrella

I took a diverting path through the woods and came across a flowering tea rose bush and I stopped to give it a good sniff. I could see the lovely children in the background and, to my horror, that they were approaching me steadily, from the other side. It was then that I realized that they were enchanted by my brightly-colored umbrella and were engaging me in a game of hide-and-seek.

Their game was broken up abruptly by the otherwise oblivious adults with them and suddenly I felt as though maybe I was being viewed as some type of pervert, hiding behind the brush while viewing children and doing who-knows-what. Lucky for me, they were running late for their bus, so I went on my merry way of flower-sniffing and photo-taking.