Yesterday, I spent the entire day pulling weeds from the gardens. Great big piles of them. Some of those weeds had become larger than the flowers. I could feel them laughing at me as I tugged and pulled, as I muttered at myself, berating myself for letting things get so out of hand. Oh sure…we’ve been out playing, enjoying the… Read More
The Garden Gate
Through the gate is something more. Does it make you wonder? What lies beyond the garden gate? What majesty? What splendor? Or are you busy rushing by, not taking time to notice. Does every moment have you booked, tick-tock, your time is over….wake up tomorrow, do it again..tick-tock…tick-tock…tick-tock. Busyness. Rushing around. Fitting it all in. Adding one more thing… Read More