And - just like that - summer’s over.
I’ve enjoyed these months of letting things go….of long days….of ease and flow.
Today - I’m feeling this internal resistance…
Fighting this grounding pull.
Can I?
Will I?
How do I?
Just begin.
Morning Greetings
Eight sweet…beautiful…individual faces.
Arranging themselves in near-perfect form.
Rising in the early morning.
Greeting me.
This Year
I began this season with a field of forget-me-nots.
A reminder to remember… to honor all that came before.
A promise to be present for all that lay ahead.
I close with the last of the summer’s blooms.
Three asters.
I am one of three….the mother of three…the grandmother of three beautiful grandchildren.
This year.
A reminder of this garden’s generosity in sharing her gifts of reproduction.
And to honor the new beginnings as we welcome in this new year.
L’Shanah Tovah.
To those who celebrate…and those who do not.
May it be sweet. May it be healthy. May it be abundant.