Bertie Blackbird

Normally my journal is a factual interpretation of my day but today I feel I'm in a dream world.

I see myself stepping outside with an irresistible urge to do some gardening.
Newly back from holiday I imagine the grass is 6" high.
I dream that I'm looking up through 6' high hogweed.
I imagine I'm avoiding contact with 4' nettles.
I pretend the rose has rambled too far and is scratching the car and hack it back.
I look for the lovely purple honesty and find a forest of brown and green coarse vegetation.
I find burdock blooming.
I pick up my camera, thinking that Bertie Blackbird might make time to pose for me.

In my dreams, maybe!