JULY 13TH 2017
I LOVE TO GET UP EARLY IN THE MORNING OPEN THE SLIDING GLASS DOOR IN MY LIVING ROOM AND WANDER OUT TO THE PATIO
JUST TO SMELL THE FRESH COOL AIR…ESPECIALLY IN THE SUMMER AFTER THE SPRINKLERS HAVE DEPOSITED THE MUCH NEEDED FRUIT
OF THE GODS TO MY HUNGRY PLANTS.
I PUT ON A LONG SLEEVE SHIRT OR MY BATHROBE NOT TO EXPOSE THE NEIGHBORS OR THE BIRDS TO MY SHABBY EARLY MORNING LOOK AND JUST WANDER THROUGH MY YARD BAREFOOTED SO I CAN FEEL
THE COOL CEMENT AND EARTH ON MY FEET…..A SENSE OF PEACE
COMES OVER ME AS I PERUSE THE GARDEN AND THE BEAUTY OF NATURE ALL AROUND ME.
I DO THIS EVERY MORNING SUMMER, WINTER, SPRING AND FALL.
THE SMELL OF DEW IN THE AIR FILLS MY LUNGS AND I REACH UP TO
THE HEAVENS GIVING THANKS FOR ALL THIS BEAUTY.
AS I WALK TO ONE SIDE OF THE HOUSE THE ORCHID PLANTS GREET ME, THEY’RE NOT IN BLOOM THIS TIME OF YEAR BUT ARE SO ALIVE JUST WAITING FOR THEIR TIME TO BLOOM AGAIN.
FURTHER DOWN THE LANE ARE THE CACTUS PLANTS THAT I DEARLY LOVE….THEY ARE ALWAYS SO STALWORTH IN THEIR ZEST TO TOUCH THE SKY….THEIR STRENGTH GIVES ME INSPIRATION AND A LIGHTNESS OF BEING.
AS I COME BACK INTO THE CENTRAL GARDEN I LOOK INTO EACH
SEPARATE SEGREGATED AREA AND GAZE AT THE GROWTH IN
EACH ONE, NOT AS FULL AND LUSH AS I MIGHT PREFER, BUT
THE HOPE THAT TOMORROW A MIRACLE WILL HAPPEN AND
THEIR WILL TO SURVIVE WILL COME TO PASS.
I LOOK UP TO THE BACK HILL WHERE WE HAVE PLANTED TINY
PIECES OF ROSEMARY IN HOPES THAT THE HILL WILL SOMEDAY
BE A VIBRANT GREEN
AS I CONTINUE MY MORING WALK I TALK TO THE TREES STRUGGLING
AGAINST THE GOPHER POPULATION WHO ARE CONSTANTLY
EATING AWAY AT THEIR ROOTS…I FEEL AS THOUGH THEY
ARE BEGGING ME TO HELP THEM…..I WILL OFTEN PULL THE HOSE
OVER AND GIVE THEM AN EXTRA WATER BATH IN HOPES OF RELEIVING
THEIR TENSION AND THIRST, BUT THE GOPHERS PERSEVERE IN THE END!
AS THEY STRUGGLE AGAINST THIS ADVERSITY BARELY FLOWERING,
I FEEL THEIR STRUGGLE AND WANT SO BADLY TO BRING THEM BACK
TO A FULLER EXISTENCE.
I WANDER TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HOUSE WHERE I HAVE PLANTED
SOME MEXICAN GRASSES WAVING IN THE BREEZE , THEIR
GOLDEN FONDS SEEM SO WONDERFULLY HAPPY AS THEY WAVE AND
FLOW WITH EACH BREATH OF FRESH AIR….
THE OLD FIG TREE STANDS
AS A BEACON WELCOMING THE BIRDS AND SQUIRRLES TO TASTE IT’S FARE. OVER THE
YEARS IT’S ROOTS HAVE STRUGGLED AGAINST THE DROUGHT AND
IT HAS BARELY ENOUGH STRENGTH TO PRODUCE A FEW LOVELY
OFFERINGS TO LIFE….BUT IT IS STILL MY FAVORITE
GARDEN BEAUTY AND WHEN I SPRINKLE IT’S FLOWER GARDEN MATES, IT GETS
A SPECIAL WAVE OF NECTAR ON IT’S PRECIOUS LEAVES AND I FEEL
AS THOUGH SHE IS SMILING BACK AT ME.
I HAVE PLANTED SOME YOUNG CACTUS IN LARGE POTS THAT HAVE BEEN
VACANT FOR SOME TIME AND EACH MORNING I LOOK AT THEM WITH
HOPE THAT THEY WILL SURVIVE AND LIVE A HAPPY LIFE AS A MEMBER OF MY MAGICAL GARDEN FAMILY.
YESTERDAY WE WENT TO THE ROCK YARD AND PURCHASED SOME
TINY ROUND ROCKS THAT WE SPREAD BETWEEN THE WALKING STONES…
THEY KEEP THE DIRT FROM RUNNING DOWN THE YARD
AND HAVE A SPECIAL BEAUTY ALL THEIR OWN.
WITH EACH ADDITION TO MY GARDEN FAMILY I AM OVERJOYED
TO SEE IT’S GROWTH AND NEW BEAUTY.
THE GORGEOUS CACTUS FLOWERS
OPEN TO THE SUN EACH MORNING OF THEIR LIFE AND CLOSE
EACH EVENING TO REST FOR THE NEXT DAYS SHOW.
NATURE PRESENTS ITSELF IN SUCH GLORY ….
I FEEL SO FORTUNATE TO BE WITNESS
TO IT’S CHARMS.
I BLESS THE TINY NEW GROWTHS ON A CACTUS LEAF KNOWING
THAT IT IS SURVIVING THE HARSH SUMMER HEAT.
BRUSEE, MY DEAR WONDERFUL FRIEND USUALLY ACCOMPANIES ME ON MY MORNING OUTING
AND WHEN HE IS READY TO COME BACK INSIDE I LET HIM TAKE THE LEAD….BUT TOMORROW WE’LL BE
BACK TO WISH MY
LOVED ONES OUT DOORS A GOOD MORNING AND KNOWING THAT MY DAY WILL
AGAIN START WITH NEW HOPE .
IT IS JULY 24, 2020 AND BRUSEE HAS LEFT OUR PHYSICAL LIFE AND IS NOW PART OF OUR WONDERFUL GARDEN.
SAMMY IS WITH US NOW AND TOGETHER HE AND I FOLLOW THE SAME PATH …. I HAVE SET UP A MEMORIAL TO BRUSEE AND EACH MORNING SAMMY AND I SAY HELLO TO HIM AS WE MAKE OUR PRECIOUS ROUNDS IN OUR SPECIAL PLACE…… “SHARNA’
