This is the rose-coloured view through which I choose to see the world.
My garden grounds me.
As long as my feet are planted in Mother Earth the world makes sense.
This fierce-looking wasp is just trying to get some nectar like everyone else; what a wonderful metaphor.
Because nature is cyclical, life's hardships fall into perspective.
Of course there are days when I feel like I'm just hanging on.
When the world feels chaotic I take refuge in my garden.
I hope you have somewhere that is sweet and beautiful, a place where you can retreat and recharge.