"All my hurts my garden spade can heal."-- Ralph Waldo Emerson This was a bad week. A very bad week. I took yesterday off and decided to just garden. I swept, pruned withering maidenhair fronds, gazed at mini-daffodil cups, marveled at leaves sprouting from all nodes of the hydrangea. And I felt better. I took a short trip to Summer Winds and bought myself a pot of pink Nemesia. And I decided to put all the furniture back (except I really needed to wash the cushion so I let those be for now). And then I let out a sigh. A sigh of productivity, of calm, of getting a hold of myself again. I'm far from being whole, but I'm on my way back. And that's something.
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