We returned to the botanical gardens a few moon cycles apart. Drinking our vino amongst the trees without all the crowds. Rolling around on the lawn. We got drunk and decided to go knock on a door from the past. The old family home. We asked the new owners if they wanted to sell it back but they didn’t want too. They were happy where they were. They must of thought we were so weird. Waiting for a house to sell on the same street is unknown. I didn’t have the patience to wait. A nice house on the edge of the botanical gardens will do and there has to be one with a better view there is more than one path that leads to the gardens. Let’s be inspired by the past and not go back to exact same spot. It doesn’t feel right. $1,200000 asking price. Great…what do I have to do in this world to live here. I can’t even afford the driveway.