Saturday, April 6, 2013

Where I find peace

I am not sure what it is exactly that appeals to me about gardening.  I just know that time seems to be suspended when I am tending to the yard.  Perhaps it is in my blood. 
 Some of my earliest memories are ones in which I followed 
my great aunt and grandparents around the yard, 
them naming and pointing out the different flowers and plants.  

As I water, weed, feed and prune I feel serenity.

Go ahead and tease me, since gardening isn't typically a hobby for someone my age...or is it?

One thing I know for sure, I adore the blooms that come season after season.