Before my eyes opened, before my legs stirred, before I took in a deep breath to steel myself for the day, I heard rain and I listened to the gentleness of it and I imagined the dry ground soaking in each precious drop. Then came the waking and the dressing and the drinking of coffee. But later, I visited the garden to discover the beautiful effects the rain had made.
I said "good morning" to this sunflower that was enjoying it's first glimpse of day, unfurling petals slowly.
A delicate poppy, petals loaded down with droplets...
An enormous, fuzzy squash blossom...
Detail...
If you've never experienced the joy of accomplishing more than you can imagine, plant a garden.
Robert Brault
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