And then I noticed how pretty the zinnia looked in the early morning sun so I grabbed my camera to capture their beauty. And the hibiscus? Well they were just screaming, "look how pretty I am". Before I knew it I was running through the yard snapping photos of beautiful little flowers that are persevering through the dry, hot days of August. So, I reframed my thinking. I'm not going to wish away the summer. I'm going to enjoy every last beautiful bloom.
August 27, 2009
Still Going Strong
About this time of year, my excitement for gardening begins to fade. The planting, watering, deadheading and weeding begins to feel like a chore. I start getting antsy to rip things out, neaten up the beds, put on a pot of stew, start up the fireplace and immerse myself in knitting and sewing. That's how I felt this morning as I dragged out the hose to water once again.
And then I noticed how pretty the zinnia looked in the early morning sun so I grabbed my camera to capture their beauty. And the hibiscus? Well they were just screaming, "look how pretty I am". Before I knew it I was running through the yard snapping photos of beautiful little flowers that are persevering through the dry, hot days of August. So, I reframed my thinking. I'm not going to wish away the summer. I'm going to enjoy every last beautiful bloom.
And then I noticed how pretty the zinnia looked in the early morning sun so I grabbed my camera to capture their beauty. And the hibiscus? Well they were just screaming, "look how pretty I am". Before I knew it I was running through the yard snapping photos of beautiful little flowers that are persevering through the dry, hot days of August. So, I reframed my thinking. I'm not going to wish away the summer. I'm going to enjoy every last beautiful bloom.
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