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I find myself being REALLY HAPPY with the smallest things. Or I have a big warm feeling inside because hollyhocks I put in from seed are taller than I am. Day lilies Keith and I moved outside of Marty's window are going to bloom this year, instead of having a recovery year (which would've been fine and understandable).
At the same time I'm more understanding when a tree dies, I'm happy in a new way when baby trees come up. We've moved a couple of trees from their natural birthplaces to elsewhere in the yard. One was a foot and a half high; one was four feet; both maybe four years old or so. That might not be a big deal for people who live where trees are plentiful, but in New Mexico they're pretty precious and shade is a valuable luxury. Even the free mulch of falling leaves in a luxury, where only weeds, cactus and stickers would be growing otherwise.
Different attitude, different perspective. I like it.
4 comments:
GREAT opening paragraph!! what a wonderfully wise observation!
I find myself feeling the same way at times...We have a tree we planted as a "baby" and I find myself 10 years later bust a gut proud of the tree!~smile~
Hi Sandra, that is beautifully written, and I love the photo of the flowers. Isn't it amazing what we feel when we are in the sanctuary of our garden.
It's great to see you blogging. My garden gives me such joy and peace in all the seasons.....bit like my children too!!!
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