Saturday, May 12, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
Today my friend is delivering her baby boy. Her beloved baby girl died about 5 months ago. I am breathless, seeing this hope: life is good, life is joyful, life is worth trying again. The birds know it, my friends know it, and I try to know it, too.
I had to mark the moment: my garden looks tidy. Not perfectly weeded or mowed, not bloomingly beautiful, but tidy. As I am not by nature a tidy gardener this is no common thing.
Monday, May 7, 2012
|Peony from front bed|