This month I have chosen something that I certainly couldn't pick up and run with in the case of a fire.....it's my garden...or is it actually the time I spend pottering in my garden?
I am very lucky over here, in that I have what I consider to be the perfect-sized garden...not too huge (and NO grass- I HATE cutting grass!!), and not too small.
It is mostly covered in small stones and although there are a few flower beds, I mostly garden in pots.
Not only do I love looking at what is growing in my garden...especially at this time of year- there is something new to look at almost every day......
.....but I love WORKING in the garden. I feel such a sense of peace when I'm out there- whether it be weeding, pruning or planting and I solve many a problem and work through many irritations whilst doing so.
My gardens over the years (not just here, but also in the UK) have shared many frustrations and tears, but I have always felt the better for time spent in them.
Funnily enough, mum and dad have only now got a little bit of garden again, after about twenty years of living in flats (apartments) and the garden has been a saving grace for mum while dad's been unwell.
To read about the things which are precious to a whole bunch of folks from all around the world, why not go over to FROM HIGH IN THE SKY- even better, why not join in- you are sure of a warm welcome!
Hoping the sun has shone a litlle bit for you this weekend!
Thanks for dropping by!
Take care of you