Why Do I Garden?

On one of our recent rainy mornings I sat at the table looking out the window while I slowly sipped a cup of coffee. Very slowly sipped a cup of coffee. It felt like a good morning to be lazy and I have to admit I enjoyed it. As I viewed the front yard, I couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the complexity of creation and awed by the beauty of the flowers and other plants. The blue flax whose color is so soft that it's felt as well as seen. The brilliance of the bouncing betties, the myriad of hues of the irises and wildflowers. It was easy to submerge my mind in the reason I garden...the end r...