After six nights away I returned home to a beautiful garden just bursting at the seams. I realized as I got out of the car that a week is a long time. My daily checks don’t make things grow faster ha ha!! My mom was right again, “a watched pot never boils”.
RC took great care of things – I did have my fears. Shame on me! Wandering around tonight, it was beautiful to see things growing, to pick a few weeds (that are so courteous as to grow between the vegetables) and enjoy being present.
At the same time I started to think about what happens in a garden when I’m not around. I see evidence of birds, cats, insects. Thoughts turn to stories of fairies, garden gnomes and my own garden keepers. They are not unlike the plants I choose to grow, or souvenirs I might pick up on a holiday. Guardians of their mini domains…
Nibs – valiant mouser, grasshopper eater and garden guardian. Coming alive in the dusk as the sun sets and weather cools down.
Road Noises 