I've been a bit timid about going outside lately, what with the heat and
such, but this morning was perfect, low humidity and cool for mid-July.
After a perusal of the gardens I figured it was time for me to do some
serious weedin' which got me to thinkin'. What if I was as dutiful in life as I was with the garden? What if I took the time to actually rip out by the roots all that doubt and worry along with the negative folks that fed it? There's no quick fix for that, no spray and no trowel sharp enough. That's soul work, but you know, sometimes it's a labor of love. Self love. Happy gardening my friends.
