inSpirations and inSights on my pebbled garden path…
One of my favorite morning activities is walking through the garden discovering what's bloomed then cutting a basket full of flowers to become a bouquet. Focusing solely on colors, textures and scents quiets my mind while the warming sun and cooling breeze brushing my skin soothes my HSP spirit. Mother Nature offers this gentle good …
You’ve probably been in a situation where you can’t wait to get away from someone’s toxicity. Maybe it’s a stranger. Maybe it’s family. Maybe it’s your employer who you see day after day after day. You’re not alone. Nature deals with this too. Daffodils (aka narcissus or jonquils) are often the showy greeters in springtime, …
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Dear Mother Nature, Are you not feeling well? I’m wondering if you’re going through “the change” offering an unsettling summer and surprising autumn. And how 'bout the Nor'easter that cancelled St. Patty's Day parades earlier this year? Was it night sweats or hot flashes that made our summer uncharacteristically rainy and humid? Or when you …
Sometimes things don’t work out as we planned. Sometimes, oftentimes, gifts appear in unexpected places or they don’t look like what we envisioned. We think it should be something else and too quickly pass it by. When I was very young --- about five or six, I desperately wanted a kitten. What kid doesn’t at …
In perusing other blogs, it’s refreshing to see so many so deeply moved by nature. Many of us have taken photos hoping to capture the moment or inspiration but the blog with this photo absolutely mesmerizes me with its level of beauty and intrigue. I could not pass up the opportunity to ensure you saw it too.
Driving home this evening with the moon roof open and windows down, I was still savoring a glorious day with an old friend. Kicking off the afternoon in her favorite gardening center and seeing new varieties of trees and plants made my spirits soar. I learned that the tree I noticed on my walks this …
When I look, really look at the variety of colors, shades, textures, patterns, sizes, etc., etc., etc., in the garden and mountains beyond, I am stunned. Consider, for just a moment, the endless shades of pink. How does that make you feel?
