The
garden…
Story:
Here I am again, tending my wife’s garden.
Roses in varying hues of reds and pinks are everywhere.
Carnations, green leaves and pale, green stems all highlighted in a
backdrop of brilliant sun yellow. A
beautiful bouquet to start the day; and as such, I
will take my time fixing the imperfections.
One of the most beautiful visions I will ever see is my wife working in
this garden. After all, she loves
flowers and all things wild. She
instinctively picks her favorite colors and looks great in all of them.
I will straighten this garden out so it looks perfect for her.
She loves being in this particular garden and she knows I love seeing her
in it. While sitting amongst
the flowers, her glance may rise to meet mine and the water color mosaic
‘picture frames’ the sparkle in her eyes and her contagious smile in a
supernatural way. Her smile tells
you she is having a good day, and loves you.
This is a good day.
For lack of a better word, I will call my time in this garden, “Ironing my wife’s favorite Blouse”. RJ