I've been spending some time in my garden the past few weeks. It's been such a great, restorative event for me. Last year, what with craziness at the cafe and the fact that we were having work done on the house, the yard got completely ignored. And I hated that. I love my plants. Even when I have only about two extra seconds to rub together at the end of an exhausting day, I will go out to my yard. I may not have energy to do more than just sit and listen to the birds...but that's enough.
This is a picture I first posted in my private journal several years ago. It's a "artsy" treatment of a photo of one of my favorite plants--fuchsias. Even though it's an old picture, it says a lot about where I am--where I love to be--right now.