While I am not foolish enough to imagine for one minute that I will actually harvest a peach from this tree, it was wonderful to admire it today and watch the bees buzzing around it. You may recall that it is going to freeze again soon. Not good for peach blossoms. And if by some miracle a few do survive and grow sweet juicy fruit, a little squirrel friend will harvest them before I ever do. I try not to be resentful. Perhaps in the future when the tree is more mature and produces more, there will be enough for our little yard pal to share with us. And as this old photo shows, at least she doesn't waste any of it.
I needed to see the tree blossoms today. And I needed to be outside. My recent problems have kept me indoors far too much. I worked on cleaning some grass and leaves out of the flower beds. It was challenging and frustrating because I couldn’t do as much as I wanted to do, and I also lost my balance a couple of times because I was favoring my foot. But I have in the past worked in the garden on crutches and I have mowed the lawn in a cast. So this is nothing new.
I also filled the bird baths and watered two of the driest flowerbeds. As I did that I realized that this year’s garden will probably suffer from neglect. I may not be able to get ahead or even beside my weed problems. I may not be able to dig much. I may not be able to stay outside as long or as often as I did last year. But my previous experience assures me that the garden will survive and there will be flowers and I will feel refreshed and renewed by each and every moment that I spend in it.