I am a Gardener
Working in the soil soothes me. It brings me joy and makes me feel connected to something bigger than myself. Gardening lets me participate in the miracle of life.
Planting these spring flowers helped ease my grief … a bit. It helped me to put Chip’s death into perspective. And it helped me to view eternity with a hope.
I don’t know if dogs go to Heaven, but I can hope.
When I own my own home and have a backyard, I will fill it with daffodils and other bulbs. I will revel in the spring blooms because, to me, they are a foreshadow of the hope of Heaven.
NOTE: This is the 7th photo in my series, A Winter of Self Portraits. When I was brainstorming a list of items for my Winter Bucket List, I came up with the idea of taking 12 self-portraits.
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Piglet in Portugal | . at .
I can really relate to your words “Working in the soil soothes me. It brings me joy and makes me feel connected to something bigger than myself. Gardening lets me participate in the miracle of life.”
I’ve been looking for words to express the way I feel when I plant and watch things grow.