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.