One Melody Made Her Heart Sing
(stories and birdsongs filled her dreams)
I've lost myself in the garden over these past few weeks. There is so much joy to be found in a place that stays the same in so many ways and yet is so completely different from year to year. The beds have now been weeded and tilled, seeds and some young plants have been put in and the rest will go in over the weekend. There is so much optimism and promise in the spring garden that it is easy to get lost in the possibility and the beauty and the birdsongs.