it’s a spring thing ..

i can hardly sit still these days .. although, that said, i do .. at times .. however .. since the equinox i’ve been raring to go in a way that doesn’t move me in the winter months .. i’ve been out peering at my garden .. changing things up .. mulching .. admiring .. dreaming .. playing .. every day full of gardens .. six plus my own ..

there are times in my life .. more often lately .. when i’m reminded of my good fortune .. i mean .. here i am .. living on a beautifull island .. with the love of my life .. and our wonderfull smiling dog, beau .. gardening .. i’m not sure i would have believed it if i’d been told .. forty years or more ago .. that this would be my life .. although had i .. i might have moved into it more quickly ..

then again .. one doesn’t always want to interfere in such outworkings .. after all, one might miss some of the best parts that way .. better to trust the outworking ..

lucky me .. i am obsessed .. in a good way .. naturally .. i pretty much eat sleep breathe gardening .. thinking back .. i smile .. i spent a good many years of my life working here .. working there .. looking around for something to focus on .. finally found it in my mid forties .. or it found me .. sometimes it’s hard to know which way it goes ..

sometimes the thing to do is be still .. be patient .. wait for what’s to come .. like spring ..