When the world wearies there is always the garden
So true. The garden goes on it's way no matter what's going on. A little care, a little water (OK a lot of water when it's 95 degrees), the insects go about their business and there is peace. There's no way for me to tend to the flowers and not find joy and tranquility. Diane
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Yep, agreed. Like walking for me, that's my peaceful time. :) Best wishes, Tammy
Beautiful, Diane. There is nothing at all like a rose in a garden - especially one that has a lovely perfume.
I wish you and your husband a belated Happy Anniversary! I like that picture of the two of you and Rascal.
Being among such beauty will bring peace and containment.
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