For a short while at least we can forget that someone is missing and forget everything that needs to be done. Tomorrow we have to go back to Asheville to fill out paperwork for death certificates and sign off for a cremation.
For a short while at least we can walk through the garden absorbed in what's there. No room is left over for what's gone.
Because right now the garden is filled and growing fuller.
The dogwoods are stunning this year and look at all those small ones getting bigger. They really are in the wrong place and need to be moved or removed.
Some of the rhododendrons are off to an early start. Not a good thing necessarily, but they are here and must be enjoyed.
It's a simple thought that brings out the tears. I can't really read the comments on the last post without crying so forgive me if I don't respond.
We went for a walk in the garden, my mother and me, followed by curious Spots, to forget for a short while at least.
And to be filled with everything there.