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Rated: GC · Book · Personal · #1503918

A blog of no uncertain musings. What goes on in my mind is often a source of wonder to me.

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#1093095 added July 9, 2025 at 9:21am
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Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda
Every morning for the past 79 days, I've taken a walk as part of myn recovery from cancer surgery. I started walking around our acre and a half yard until going in circles got old. Then I walked the dirt road on which we lived. In both cases, I walked past a huge Mimosa tree in our front yard.

This tree, full of blooms this year, spanned more than 70 feet in the shape of a large umbrella. It was very much a centerpiece in our yard. And every day as i passed it on my walk, I'd think 'I need to take a picture of this tree with the sun shining through the leaves and flowers.

And every day, I'd pass it by, content with the aroma of the flowers.

Yesterday, a huge thunderstorm blew through, high winds and almost 2 inches of rain in three-quarters of an hour. Now our tree looks like this:

A Mimosa tree in our front year


No longer will it display that magnificent presence to everyone passing by. Only time will tell if it survives such a loss of limb.

I shoulda taken a picture coming home from one of those walks.

I coulda taken that picture very easily with my phone.

I woulda taken that picture after my walk ... but I got busy.

I always tell myself if I don't write it down, it doesn't happen. I relied on my memory to go back and take the picture. It didn't happen. Don't let such moments pass you by.

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