Your house.
you built a grandiose house, nearly 8k sq ft on top of a magnificent hill,
with extended windows to the outside world.
perhaps, to watch airplanes land as few as 20 to 120 seconds apart.
yet instead of arranging african violets, peace lilies or cactus plants along your windowsill,
tacky, ceramic vases, bobble headed figurines and plastic pots filled with fake dirt and wannabe mums flatten the appearance of the exterior.
peering in the next window, a plastic fern sits as a center piece on your dining room table.
you’re right.
your house isn’t perfect.
it’s still missing one more arched window for good feng shui.
