To be fair, almost anything that happens in the garden is magic. How a seed grows into a plant, blossoms, fruits, dies and goes back into the soil? Wow. But that's always there. Some mornings, it's just the energy of the garden that makes the magic palpable.
Although the temperature is rising into the 90s today, this morning was still relatively cool. The sun was shining, flowers blooming and it all felt so refreshed. Was there anything in particular I could point to, that made this morning feel more magical than most? Not really. That feeling came from within...maybe it came from my relationship to the plants. I don't know, but I loved it, I cherish those moments and will never tire of them.
A little later in the morning I managed to get the lawns mowed. Now it's too hot to be outside. The evening, however, may bring more fireflies which I was watching last night. It's that time of year!
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