I stroll through a beautiful garden, enjoying the perfumed scent of the gardenias, when I notice the scent of jasmine lingering nearby. Jasmine, growing alongside the gardenias, competes for the senses. The white flower blossoms co-mingle, contrasting with the deep green leaves. The flowers seem to whisper in place, shyly dancing in the breeze.
The canopy of the Southern Magnolia trees creates a cooling ground for comfort. A blanket laid beneath the tree welcomes company to the base of its trunk. This garden, once so overgrown and lonely, beckons us, becoming a sanctuary for many.
A pond sits in the center of the garden. Many hands worked to return it to its former glory.
Frogs, quiet today, will make themselves known after a cool rain. Squirrels shimmy along the fence top performing acrobatics for all to see.
The garden, also so full of hidden life, is a perfect habitat for earthworms as they continually work to restore the ecosystem.
Raindrops land with a pitter patter on the surface of the water. Frogs croak as bees buzz by. The wind whistles gently, weaving the melody into its sweet song.
I sit on the bench and gaze across the grounds. A tear rolls down my cheek as I realize the garden bursting with life, is an ever-changing symphony with a full orchestra, adjusting for each season, and we watch as nature takes first chair.
From A Seed To A Flower
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