While Mark's in his Adirondack chair, I'm sitting with my sketch pad on a bench in the garden east of the enclosed garden. Here there are winding paths that crisscross each other to create beds for plants that don't tend to need protection from deer. In this particular spot I feel like a special guest of the asparagus growing up behind and on each side of the bench.
I can hear the chatter of the children who love to play here. In places it's a little like a maze. In others there are bushes that provide perfect forts beneath. There are places to meet and to hide and always wonders and beauties to discover. This morning, though, the first attraction is the raspberries which beg to be savored.
From my bench, I gaze at the abundance of life, color, and texture. My attention is caught by the movement of a bird in one of the nut trees. I am filled with the sense of how I am a part of all I see and how we are all held in the love of Mama Gaia.
And I get up from my Adirondack chair, stroll over to where you are in the garden, and let you know that our neighbors are joining us for lunch in an hour. We look forward to jointly preparing a scrumptious feast. Before I return to my chair, though, I savor the wonderful scents wafting around the garden.
ReplyDeleteI love seeing you both relaxing next door! When Russ takes his homemade bread out of the oven, we'll bring some over to sample...It goes great with nature watching :D
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