way of the wind

i found this rusty

windmill

roadside

while on a bike ride.

i pulled over to read

the free sign and

proceeded to

call home for some

pick-up assistance.

it was the first time

i had my cell phone with me...

some might call it

fate.

the owner walked over

to talk with me...

she said that it needed

some tlc

instead they decided to replace it ...

she was happy it

was going home with

someone who appreciated

it as much as she did...

and quote...

not to some metal scrappers!

I didn't have the heart to

tell her that

i was one of those...

i didn't have to

since i knew this

beauty

was going to find

new life...

in my yard.

my handy man

gave it some

rudy love

and now it

spins in the wind

like a happy

song.

a few questions

still remain...

should i paint it

or leave it

natural...

with all its glorius

wear and tear?

where or where

should it

stand

and catch the breeze?

here or there?

my garden or the community garden?

until each option is

fully weighed...

to exhaustion!

sorry family...

my man put it where

he thought it

should

be...

in our front yard...

with the rest

of my rusty

diamonds.

once again

i saw it

in my mind's eye...

and my man

made the

vision

a reality.

it's the way of things...

the way of the wind.

thank you, babe.