Some of you may remember me writing about Kevin's garden (June 18, 2008).
Today I drove by the property and glanced over at the place where Kevin had the most amazing garden in the entire town and the Victorian home where he lived. Nothing left but a hole in the ground and ugly orange plastic wrapping which is supposed to keep people away from the mess. There they were though, bright yellow daffodils standing tall out of the weeds. New growth. New beauty in the ruins.
Some of the shrubs are in full bloom.
Life goes on and there is beauty in the weeds.