When considering my garden as a metaphor for my life, sometimes, I can't see beyond the path...
Just now, autumn's glory is fades to reveal the garden's structure .... and where it is lacking....
What earlier in the season seemed a wonderful tangle of wild exuberance now appears to be simply a mess, which is difficult to negotiate...
I just have to get in there, and prune, and weed, tidy and clear away all that would impede the next season's growth....
Sometimes, it's hard work to maintain a healthy garden, where all within it can grow harmoniously... and rewards are mysteriously immeasurable...
