If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

Friends and Flowers

In reality, we are still children. We want to find a playmate for our thoughts and feelings.   Wilhelm Stekel

Yesterday I was heavy with thoughts and spent a lot of time writing. This morning I wake with all kinds of new ideas.

Is it because I moodled around with Muse, my imaginary playmate?

Is it because today my long-time best friend and I are going on the garden tour together?

Could it be a bit of both?

Sometimes (actually most of the time) I think too much. Writing helps move me through the thoughts, but I need to balance all this inner work with some out-in-the-world playtime. Cathy and Mother Nature are just what I’m wanting today.

Here are some tiny blossoms from my garden.

first squash

first squash

blue daze from last year...I thought it was an annual

blue daze from last year…I thought it was an annual

Confederate jasmine

Confederate jasmine

white oxalis...sold as shamrock

white oxalis…sold as shamrock

from Lowe's discount cart

from Lowe’s discount cart

Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven’t time, and to see takes time – like to have a friend takes time.  Georgia O’Keeffe


Comments on: "Friends and Flowers" (2)

  1. Great post.
    Love flowers, one a day on my blog..
    Flower sources are my lanai, neighbors yards, day trips and Lowe’s.
    Borrowed the Georgia O’Keeffe quote for a future blog of mine.
    Thanks for the inspiration.
    Love, hugs and prayers…ME and the Boss

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