it's never wholly ours

It's 70 today and sunny
sigh,
but sigh again, I am supposed to stay out of the sun
because of a drug reaction, and a huge rash
which is almost gone due to prednisone...
nasty stuff
Besides, I had my book club today,Bookies
we read The Kitchen House
2*
anyway,
Look, the blood root is coming up!
that's it...spring is officially here
I love blood root...a little miracle of a flower




and then there are broken pots and things
that I just leave to have a relationship with the soil

 

Walking along I can smell the earth,
and hear the birds chirping everywhere around me.
Why two ducks just flew right over me,
quaking...joy


 

and the lillies are rising out of the pachysandra
little joys

 

I read this quote in a garden book
it is now in my journal,
I share a joy:

"Nor is the fragrant garden ever wholly our own... Over hedge or wall, and often far down the highway,
it sends a greeting, not alone to us who have toiled for it, but to the passing stranger, the blind beggar, the child,skipping to school, the tired woman on her way to work, the rich man, the careless youth."
-Louise Beebe Wilder