I have been of two minds of putting in a garden this season. I most likely will. There’s rosemary and oregano to plant; and nasturtium, cosmos, and feverfew seeds. I still have to put into the ground the English daisies, violas, and columbines. One perfect red tulip bloomed, after the daffodils, from the bulbs I put in, and the iris might bloom again.
I have been of two minds because I might not see the all the results if I were to move, yet how selfish. When I first saw my home of several years, I sat down at a bench or chair in the minuscule backyard. A locust tree, shaped like a Japanese cherry, flowered above. I looked ahead and felt more peaceful than I had in days. A peace garden is what I’ll plant.