do you like pina coladas?

James and I, while planning for this year-of-adventure 'escape' from life's normal routine, would sometimes sing along [with SEGs] to this song:

"I never knew... that you liked Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."

He recently emailed the [full] song to me... here is part of my response, referring to taking chances, embracing instincts:

"...when I was driving home from my overnight (I cooked in a Tuscan Agriturismo!), I pulled over once to follow a random little dirt road---stuck my nose in a door that was held open by a lawnmower---and saw one of the most breathtaking gardens... what if I had never followed that road?

Eyes and heart open;)."

He thought 'you all' would enjoy that little verbal transaction... along with a pic of [part-of] the garden:

Look at the pic: to the right there was a uniform series of box hedges, a row of cypress trees lining the garden and the wall had vines growing all over it. Above to the left (which you cannot see) was another garden that looked like it had a fountain and more (I only had 5 seconds b/c the gardener saw me... and I had on the wrong camera lens to capture the entire garden...). BUT it was beauty to behold, and I literally did stop breathing for a second when I first saw it. Here are a few more pics from my drive home: