The Richness of Home
During this Covid-19 era, so full of uncertainty, fears, and mandated restrictions, I’ve gained a fresh appreciation of the home I’ve shared with Hubby Darling for 15 years. It’s nothing fancy—a rectangular box, solidly built in the 1940’s—but it provides much more than shelter and security.
In My Garden
As an excuse for not keeping in touch with a friend, I explained recently, “My garden kept me prisoner till dark.” I meant it as a joke, certain that she would understand, because she too is a gardener. “Once I set foot in it, I find so many things to do I couldn’t get out for hours.” She laughed, and forgave me.
