Saturday, August 2, 2008


Every other day, after morning meditation, I go out to my terra cotta tiled porch, let loose the hose and water the 14 potted plants that live out there. It's a sort of therapy that keeps me in touch with the easy rhythm of life and the health of the plants serves as a barometer for how well, or not, I'm doing.
We've had a few close calls, especially in the summer months when too much sun and not enough water will send any life form to an early grave, but no one has died yet. Today I realized that a few more buds on my phalaenopsis orchid, the jewel in the crown of my humble garden, had opened.
Didn't that give me an optimistic feeling about things to come.

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