=A View Through the Window=

.until

.something i've read recently insists on staying close to ponder, refuses to leave & keeps spinning in my head- "nothing ever goes away until it teaches us what we need to know." -pema chodron

.time to write more of the story

.just curious i suppose

.this little one hopped up to see what i was doing, then turned and hopped away .i imagine, back to the bottom of the garden

.spring goodness

.when i am sad, the garden makes me smile inside .it barely has to try, because bountiful goodness is everywhere in the springtime .hard to imagine being anywhere else in spring than down those little stone paths

.i've decided it might be quite impossible to not feel happier in every moment than the moment before, when you are in a garden

.in awe

.and flowers

.coffee or tea .fresh flowers to paint, what more does one need?