I know what you mean.

After Katrina, I rebuilt part of and repaired all of my roof which had been heavily damaged in the hurricane, which I documented over the months in LJ.

I somehow managed it by myself and, despite the seemingly never-ending excrutiatingly hot and dirty task I faced, finished it in August, 2006. And I loved every minute of the process. What a sense of accomplishment! It was really a blessing in disguise – for me.

In fact, I missed being up on my roof so much (especially when the Sun went down and the cool night breezes swept over me) I went up one last time a few days after I’d finished it and wrote this post:

http://metaphorsbwithu.livejournal.com/62073.html

It was the most satisfying feeling of my life and I’d never trade the experience for anything (although I’m still dealing with some of the damage and repairs inside my home). So like I said, I can totally relate.

Btw, did you know the ending of the original Invasion of the Body Snatchers (“YOU’RE NEXT! YOU’RE NEXT!”) upset test audiences so much they ADDED that scene in the beginning and end where he’s being seen by doctors who think he’s crazy and someone brings in a driver who was in an accident and he was trucking in the pods?

Yep! That is one of my favorites too, and as relevant today as it was in the fifties. Sometimes I truly wonder who’s walking around here these days. :-D

No worries. I’m sorry about your camera though. I would be quite upset if my camera went missing.

The iris is not yet faded in the picture. It was faded by the time I got around to posting it. Now it is on the ground. I’m surprised that anyone would consider foxglove a weed. Seriously? I never heard that before.

Achy. Yes. That’s me. You are right that I like it that way. I’m always pouring myself into something. It’s how I keep my mind and spirit healthy. It’s probably not bad for the body either.

Invasion of the Body Snatchers is the movie that terrifying me more than any other. There are times when I have felt like that last man at the end. I can relate to him completely!

I’m so sorry I’ve been MIA more than you! I thought about it being your birthday and yet I never sent you a message about it. I hope you somehow feel me when I’m full of thoughts of you because you certainly wouldn’t know from any “normal” communication.

That aside. That wine colored iris is faded? Or is it truly that color? I must say I’ve never seen one like it.

I currently have a huge blossoming of yellow Iris in my garden. I don’t have a camera, it’s gone truly MIA, or I’d share a picture of it.

Foxglove is a favorite of mine. I refuse to pull it up though most consider it a weed around here!!

You must be aching that good achy feel that comes from pouring your physical and metaphysical self into something you love.

Hope it won’t be long before you can stand back from your creations to admire them, at least for a while before the maintenance part starts.

It might interest you to know that I first heard that quote in my subject line not from A Midsummer Night’s Dream but from the original Invasion of the Body Snatchers as delivered by Kevin McCarthy to Dana Wynter (who was a pretty fair-looking brunette herself).

Oh, and a most Happy Birthday to you.