I tend to be an independent person. Sure, I get lonely sometimes. But, in the garden, I can vent frustrations, pray, cry, be very, very angry. Even do a bit of swearing. Much more therapeutic than an argument or spiteful rant that can never be unsaid.The less help you have in the garden the more you it is
Most of the time, I am working and dreaming and thanking God that I can still do what I love. When my mind is full of garden dreams (not wants I cannot afford) there isn't much room for anger.
Thank you God
Spring rain and things waiting to be reborn |
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