In March I wrote a post called "I've lost my muchness" where I listed 6 things I wish to accomplish that seem rather steep right now. The 6th was to make every land my Wonderland. I'd like to think I've began to see my life again through the looking glass, my front yard at least is looking more and more like Wonderland. I can't seem to make it through breakfast without taking a walk through to see the progression of each bloom, inhaling the deep fragrance of earth meets green. When my grandmother was alive I felt like I lived in the suburbia version of the secret garden but its been in the neglected stage of that story since she's passed...these stormy days recently have made me feel the magic of my backyard again.
In loving memory of Jo Roberts