Next week I will be leaving the garden again. It is much like leaving pets. I circle the yard thinking of the future.
Will this pot be too small by next week? Will this stem need a stake as it grows? Will there be rain?
The deer have all ready be-headed a daylily I failed to fence in. Some roses have black spot. Many amaryllis bulbs have not bloomed.
Which brought me to this morning’s epiphany.
I caught myself saying, “They are too tired to bloom.”
I am too tired to bloom, too.
My garden has good bones. My plants have been planted and cared for properly. It must survive my absence while I rest and recharge.
I trust my work to endure.
FLOWER
floweralley 
Such a beautiful post. Rest well, Flow.
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Thank you bfll. I have trouble making myself rest. My son calls me Busy Bee
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It is really hard to leave your garden. I was gone for weeks last year and we had a drought. Not a great homecoming.
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Enjoy your R&R, Flow. 🙏🏼
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Thanks Eliza
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A very beautiful garden that looks well loved. Wishing you joy and exciting rejuvenation on you time away.
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I love every plant and animal. Thanks Pat.
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Lovely view. Happy rest and recharge.
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I wish you a profitable sabbatical; I take them from time to time; the mind knows ,,,,,
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