The Garden

 The garden laid dormant all winter. Here she is now dressed and ready for her splendor. She will be arrayed in greens, golds, reds, and purple. With bursts of yellows, orange, blue and crimson too. Her time is coming. Her season of resting and waiting is coming to an end. Her season is upon her. The garden is a magical place. She tells us all kinds of the Earth's secrets, if we'll just linger and listen. She speaks of a Creator who so loving and faithful, so creative too. Who else could make the flowers? Only the One True. Soon her bounty will be upon us for so many to enjoy. The bounty does not come without sacrifice. Tending her tendrils is also a secret she'll share. Work is not just work when you see and enjoy the fruits of your labor. 

Get outside. Get in the sun. Put your hands in the dirt. Plant something. Enjoy it's growth. Enjoy your stretching and growth too. 

We planted only a fraction of the garden last weekend but still it stirs hope! Enjoy friends!