After all these months of cold weather, maybe cooped up indoors (maybe catching up on our reading),
spring flowers bring us such delight! We not only have these salvias and columbines, but tea roses
(multifloras) over the front gate and evening primroses scattered across another bed.
Notice how the flowers grow among rocks and water containers? Must provide habitat for birds and lizards!
Another thing that bring me delight is a simple thing, but practical and important: Having my tools accessible, clean, dry, and tidy.
Happy Spring, everyone!
How many of you have had times in your garden so powerful that they’ve challenged your philosophy of what’s real?
Or times when you were overwhelmed by sensuousness, luxury of relaxation, love, beauty of flower buds opening, turning to fruit, birds, bees, lizards, sun (moon and stars!), breeze, exhilaration of exercise, lazy rambling thoughts, prayers, understanding, or connection?
All these are common blessings in the garden (along with vegetables, herbs, and wildlife habitat).
So I want to be more consistent, more dedicated to my garden, not only as a growing, productive, and beautiful living space, but as my personal healing place.
The best place for healing, I assert, is the Garden, where we learn about consciousness and life, unconscious, mistakes, and death, forgiveness and listening and more.
I’m so grateful for this work.