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OCTOBER - A Spike of Green

My garden is a bit chaotic. It is full of life. Very little room given over to things that are not living. In late winter, spring, and in summer, tiny spears poke through the soil. They grow a little wobbly and then they have a greenness about them. Sometimes they develop what we call leaves. They themselves don't care what we call them. For them the green things are their lifeline. I watch and I wait. Sometimes I give a little excited squeak of recognition - like when I thought we had lost the clump of lily of the valley planted under the rowan tree and then I saw a spike of pale green. And, a little bit later, another, and, after some gentle rain, a few more. The feeling of delight at finding this treasure trove cannot be explained.  I have been sitting with my fingers over the keyboard - searching for words - and finding myself lost. When I consider how I feel for the growing things in my garden, I am in a world of wonder. As I grow older, the wonder never dulls. I thought it m…

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