|Iris in the early morning sun.|
I was crushed, saddened and even questioned why I was doing this. Friends, that was a huge departure from my normal take on things! For about that long I questioned my time at the park.
Then something wonderful happened. I started visiting the park on my way to work. It is quiet, the early morning light is beautiful and the time in the gardens makes me feel alive.
As I pulled a few weeds (careful not to get dirty before work) and pondered what to add the shade a garden a lady stopped and asked if the garden was mine. I said it was.
“Walking here in the morning, seeing these gardens is the highlight of my day,” she said smiling and walked on. I needed that!
I will stop at the park more mornings, to enjoy our gardens and in hopes of seeing her again. I want to tell her just how much it meant to me what she shared that morning when I was feeling a bit defeated and sad.
Truth be told, we will always have a few bad seeds in the gardens, but we also have countless others who simply love our park and gardens and respect them.