“There can be no other occupation like gardening in which, if you were to creep up behind someone at their work, you would find them smiling.”- Mirabel Osler
For me, this is true. I could work outside in the yard all day long, without interruption, without worry or concern about the things I’m not getting done elsewhere, all with a smile on my face. I yearn for unencumbered hours that allow me this true and simple luxury, to learn and urge on the living things that greet me each time I walk about the door of my home.
And with each passing year, they deliver. Reaching and winding and grabbing on, roots and vines deepen our connection to each other, turning house into home, vacant canvas into art, and backyard into haven. And each summer, our garden bears the fruits of our labor and love and we eat endless tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, peppers and herbs with vases full of peonies, hydrangeas and lilies that bring the beauty indoors.
Helping something else grow, someone else grow, seems to be a theme for me as it’s the basis of this blog as well. Tending to my real garden, or the garden of my life, fills my soul and leaves me with a smile on my face and in my heart each and every day. Here’s to finding the life’s work that puts the smile in your heart.