Gardens are miraculous! Even after wind pummelling these past few days the most fragile and tender plants and flowers are coming to bloom. And I so love the satisfaction of being barefoot on a neat-mown lawn on a sunny blue-sky evening. Housemartins are swooping, rooks are cawing, doves are cooing, the evening light is beautiful, the temperature mild … and everything feels connected. May this peace flow outwards – to wherever it’s needed – like ripples in a pond …
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Such exquisite, fragile beauty, which as you note surprises with unexpected inner strength. A lesson in there, I think…💕 xx
Yes … oh so often a lesson in nature – so much in her fragility, and strength too, that is mirrored in ours 💞🌱🙂xx