Everyone needs a garden in their life. Not necessarily a literal garden, just somewhere where things can grow. Everything from plants to ideas to children to peace of mind.
Right now at six o’clock in the morning, I am sitting in my bedroom looking out on the paradise of my back garden. An artist’s pallet of summer colours still fresh from the buds of May. Roses at their floral best, no need to compete at Chelsea, in this garden they are already gold medal winners. Poppies, lupins, delphiniums and daisies each have their own smiling face and their Sunday best clothes. Not to be left out, the leaves of the hostas and the ferns are all preened and proud as peacocks. Even the humble cabbage leaves are pressed like a clean shirt happy to be invited to the party.
In the early morning quiet, the only sounds are the birds singing a welcome to the sun and the seeds.
Within an hour the worldly day will begin to erode the tranquility but the birds, the flowers and the colours will still be there.
The challenge of every day is to hold those thoughts and images in our mind, while we walk through the rest of life.
We can all move to the country in our minds!