Sometimes I wonder at my sanity. I work and work, putting in 10 or more hours a day. Then on the weekends I race outside to weed, plant, harvest and then back inside to clean and create some semblance of order out of chaos inside the house. I wonder why. Are we having fun yet?
This morning was different. I just put aside my work. I made a fruit smoothie. I poured it into a tall glass and stepped out into the cool of the morning with Shadow and Pierre at my heels.
I strolled the garden paths. I planted the flower garden for pleasure, not to create yet another project. Yet how often do I stroll its paths and stop to smell the roses - literally? Blaze is my favorite rose. I stopped. I admired its rich crimson petals. I inhaled the heady perfume. I noted how the pink Missouri primrose have taken over the slope, and spotted a few places where some of my new snapdragon seedlings can tuck in among the primrose to create some height and variety. I've got lots of spaces left for my new Echinacea Cherry Sunrise and the platycodon "Komanchi" seedlings still in the house.
Although it was hard to do I refrained from weeding. I just admired and strolled, sipped my breakfast, and took a deep breath.
I am happy again.
Yes, I'm having fun again in the garden. And you?