My mind can trip me up. But my soul is right on “the mark” when I’m in my gardens. My garden time is my happy time and place. I loose myself in hard work with the weeds and the soil and the creatures and plant life.  It’s healing and your heart justo knows it’s where you belong. Oh what would I do without my gardening moments. They capture my thoughts, my imagination and my awesome wonder. How could I be me……without my time in the gardens. I am one grateful and very blessed woman. My happy place is my heart and my soul in the gardens I serve.

Thank you my Lord. Oh thank you….. so very much!!