It's your circus, you know... another note to self...

Had no idea what would reveal itself to me today, when I started drawing... 

I think it's magical, the way much needed messages can spill out onto the page from the end of a pencil...

As I began, thought  it was silly to draw a tent & a clownish face... but I continued, in the hope that something would reveal itself.... and continued, without censorship, until I realised this is what I needed to remember...

... and possibly, Dear Reader, it might mean something to you as well, because you're reading this...

I saw a circus 2 days ago... 

Marvelous what the mind files away for future reference...

Gardening as a healing tool

Gardening is an art, that is healing... contemplative... meditative... transformative...

You can grow some food and connect with the land upon which you live...

It grounds the mind, exercises the body, and feeds the soul with wonder ...

Babies arriving, and Dear Ones leaving over the past little while, are reminders of the fragility and transience of life...

Gardening provides a container, a context, in which gardeners can accept these things, whilst not needing to understand such mystery...