Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

The Kavanaugh fiasco, the A's losing last night, a darkly cloudy morning without rain:  all are dampening my mood.  Even the trip to the botanical gardens yesterday derailed, because when we arrived, there were no more parking spaces, and after searching everywhere, we headed elsewhere.  I took my friend to a city garden that most people don't know about and neither did she.  It was designed in the 1930s and has delightful rose beds, a lovely pond, a waterfall, benches, overhanging trees, and as it's set in a bowl, stairs leading up to woodsy areas all around.  There were volunteers pruning and a air of quiet sanctuary.  There is a walk with "mother of the year" names from the 1940s on.  Who knew there was a mother of the year award here?  After, we went in an ACE hardware garden shop, where my friend fell in love with a very strange looking, wonderful tree, and she bought small plants and then returned by herself after our outing to buy the tree.  I returned with two more cans of teak oil, and proceeded to coat the patio furniture a second time in preparation for more rain in our future.  A little sadness lingers for my team, a lot of sadness for the now predicted approval of Kavanaugh, and sense of not only having lost the outing to the botanical garden, but something infinitely more important:  my faith in my government's processes.