We’ve already had a couple of light frosts.
Then the days have been warm and blue and glorious.
Boundaries have had to be re-established.
You might think we would be feeling jaded.
a little contemplative?
A time to retreat, and look inwards?
It has been a time to take stock.
To look closely at our own lives.
To appreciate what we have,
How far we’ve come,
That there are still wonders ahead of us,
And we’re still singing.
Some things have had their season,
Some shine on.
We’re still singing.
We’ll keep on singing.
Even if it is a quiet little ditty to ourselves.
Have you survived storms, entanglements or overstepped boundaries? What gets you through? Do you sing? Or hum? Or sit in quiet contemplation?
My blog is a testimony to the garden as therapy. I can’t help but reference themes that are important to me. You will find threads about feminism, racism, parenting, relationships, coercive control and survival.
Mindfulness, reflection and a focus on the sensory pleasures and playful delights of gardening have brought me inner strength and resilience. If any of these themes resonate with you, consider joining in by clicking on the ‘Follow’ button at the base of this post. You will receive an email each time I publish a post. I aim to enrich your life rather than drain your precious resources. Time in the garden is time well-spent.