A garden is an act of hope.
It is a gamble against time, weather, pests, laziness.
A gamble that the tiny seed will prevail against all odds.
A garden is a statement that I, as little as I am, will attempt to prevail over the natural world.
I will claim my right to fill the earth and subdue it.
I will wage war against thistles and thorns.
I will nurture and care for something.,
I will make order out of chaos.
A garden is courage, hope, faith, perseverance, all wrapped up in a tomato plant or a rose bush.
A stone rightly placed. A statue rabbit standing guard, boldly, over the carrots.
A bird bath inviting the wild.
A garden is a promise and determination.
A garden is beauty and truth and pride and hard work.
A garden has to start with something. A dream, a plan, a desire for beauty. A need for food.
A garden is magic. Life from dust, dirt, molecules of minerals.
It all started for human beings in a garden.
No wonder we go back to dig and find our roots.
Our lives are like gardens, too.
(Go back to the beginning of this and replace “my life” for the word garden)
Tend your garden well today.
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