Whispers from the Garden

The garden whispers to me as I play in the dirt. 

Standing tall are the purple puffs about to blossom from the bulbs planted in December.  "Be confident, you are glorious" they whisper. 

From the overgrown batch of Irises who journeyed from my childhood home to the hidden spot in my adult home, a whisper "Give us more space to grow.  Replant us so we can see each other more."

The white blossoms of the strawberry plants whisper "Soon.  Embrace the process and celebrate each wondrous change."

"Patience" whispers the seeds recently planted.  

The whispers of the garden call me "Each day is a gift."  

I shall return to play in the dirt.




 

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