Friday, May 11, 2012
I heart my garden
I'm in love with my garden .... Which, of course, also means ... I hate my garden. I have fear that I'll ruin it. Fear that it will die. Fear that I am doing it all wrong. Frustration that I don't know what it wants. I get offended easily. I worry. I dream of the future. I cherish the sprouts and the most special moments. And when the harvest comes ... I'll be in love forever.
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