Ah, my garden is blooming! My metaphorical garden & well, my little pot of tulips.
Guang Guang is 86 today! Happy birthday to a strapping young lad.
Young & spritely as ever.
Rejuvenated from a good night’s sleep, I’m feeling quite positive. Absolutely sun shining.
Beginning of this year brought some changes that took some adjustment. Now that the dust has settled, things are looking up.
Look at this big boy! It is a disguise though. He still seldomly my wears shoes (or manages to keep them on). He is magnificent.
If ever wondered about the perfect timing or placement, things are aligned now. Eggsy is darling & I could not dream of being away. His growth is extraordinary. All children’s growth are.
A quote I recall: “To garden is to believe in tomorrow.”
Paraphrased, perhaps & without attribution to an author (sorry).
Suddenly I am very interested in plant life. They grow like my son. Rooted, bold & beautiful.
It is hard not to fall more & more in love with this child of mine.
