Row Row Row your Boat!

Let me take a deep breath and then write this. When l began this blog l had no idea what to write here, even now l can't say l have got any clearer. I just write what l feel at the moment. That's why this is the Musings of a blue moon Wisteria, an ordinary girl, her mundane thoughts, feelings and experiences. Let me tell you more about this name of mine, Wisteria. You can call her a plant or a flower. She is a climber with clusters of fragrant flowers that remain in blue or white colors, such a pleasure for eyes. I think she can make anything beautiful, anywhere a happier place, with a little bit of support she is able to spread her wings, full of flowers. she always looks up, reaches heights, then bends down beautifully. A blue moon is a rare phenomenon and a blue moon wisteria for me, beholds a very rare, enchanted but simple beauty. Flowers and flowers everywhere will be the only thing you will see from a wisteria who could turn any muddy rough roads to soft fragrant flower beds. She could shed you flowers all the time. It is a humble plant full of flowers, but it has given me a lot of meanings simply with its existence and that's why l would like to be a blue moon wisteria, trying to reach heights from an ordinary mundane life.
I remember an old nursery rhyme, 'Row, Row, Row your boat". We are all out here rowing our boats in the ocean and here l'll write more as l row my boat more.The thoughts, experiences, adventures l face while rowing my boat, l'll collect here. In this ocean's crust l would like to be a tiny little wisteria who keeps on trying, who keeps on rowing.
"Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a dream!"