I love this so much. I planted a Siberian hibiscus this week in front of a shared fence that often fails- this morning I reminded myself the cracks are how the light gets through.

I also planted a wild rose earlier this summer. Both of these guys sit across from my garden bench and I’m excited to watch them grow.

When I first started gardening I didn’t give as much thought to how things would need space to fill in and grow tall. I think of the future so much more now.

I have terrible luck with hydrangeas but I think it might be our climate. I am trying to be more careful with them. I am so much more careful now.

I dream big but I sometimes struggle with envy. This past week I was envious of my friends’ blooming garden in her new home. I couldn’t quite believe all that she had created in one year and I felt like less things were blooming in my garden which I have been cultivating for six years. I didn’t say this to her, instead I said how amazed I was by what she had created in such a short time span and that the act of doing that gives me hope. Which is true. And her garden reminded me that I could probably pay a little more attention to mine - and doing that put me back in myself and in my gratitude for what I had cultivated and for my hopes for what I want to create in the future.

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