Hope. These days it is always on my mind. The anticipation of positive outcomes has kept me silent for most of the year, as I hoped for the best. Hope for things like making sure my parents house sold. Making sure I found help in resurrecting my garden – Thank you Freddy. Finding and keeping a good home improvement resource – Thank you Candy. Hoping that my garden travels were affordable, educational and fun – Thank you GWA. Keeping an eye on my unreachable garden as the seasons changed and beauty was captured briefly as I rushed off to work, traveled and connected with the public to grow my business.
In the midst of this…I kept hope on my mind. Things will calm down, come together and a certain level of peace will return. The beauty of this word sometimes catches me off guard. I woke up this morning, threw back my curtains and could not believe my eyes.
The Exbury Azalea “Northern Lights” was the beacon of hope I needed today. This is a spring blooming species that blooms prior to the leaves showing up. It is November and the blooms are nestled amidst the leaves. When things like this happen I know that anything is possible. and this makes me smile.
I am embracing a mindful existence while gardening, as well as in the words I share. To slow down and be “present” in my joy of gardening is a gift. I reflect on my journey, lessons learned and the anticipation of future experiences. A little something I figured out – to have hope is to…
Have Optomistic Perspectives Eternally
Is there hope in your garden? Is there an unexpected pleasure in your garden? Are you present in your garden? Make time to embrace the beauty that surrounds you.by