I spent several hours this weekend in my garden. It was bliss. I pulled weeds, watched insects, and chatted with my neighbors. I also ate mostly out of the garden because I was on my own and I’m quite content with a lunch of grilled zucchini.
I know everyone isn’t as enthusiastic about gardening as I am–what are your magical/blissful spaces and places?
“If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.”
Photo: Bee on the lavender bush near my sidegate. If you look carefully, you can see my red bike parked just beyond the fence slats :)