About the same time I originally started this blog, my life took a totally expected, but still challenging, detour. Since that time, I’ve let the things I love lapse. I regained my balance (as balanced as possible…but still wobbly) and I’ve realized that no matter what happens in life, everyone I love is healthy and near. I have my children, my parents, my friends, my cat and my dog. I love these people so dearly and they fill my days with spontaneous bursts of laughter and tears, but I realized I am missing 2 things: 1) running and 2) writing. Since gardening is in my blood…and engrained in my career…I said to myself “Go running and get writing!”
I have to admit I put it off a bit. The worst thing a blogger can do is start a blog and then abandon it. I’ve learned that writing is probably very much like running. The first step out the door is the hardest and it can take time to build the habit and endurance back up. Well, here I am trying to do both (for the running and the writing).
Like the last 6 months of my life, this spring is taking a really long time to come around and just be nice. If it’s not snowing it’s raining, if it’s not raining it’s flooding and if it’s not flooding it’s windy and if it’s none of the above, it’s just plain cold. Fortunately, last fall I planted a ton of bulbs and the crocus don’t seem to care that it snowed last week.
I think there is a lot I can learn from a crocus. It’s time to bloom on.