What inspires me!

Someone once told me if you plant a garden you believe in the future. How true! On a gloomy day with threats of rain, I perused my garden taking in all the sad little plants that made it through those cold windy days and pondered if I would again see color. Spreading seeds in a random fashion and stuffing bulbs with reckless abandonment, I whispered grow little plants grow. The neighborhood squirrel was near by keeping an eye on the nuts he'd so carefully planted. Wanting to shoo him away..it was clear we could both live in harmony. Well! believing in something has power. My garden has burst of color in every nook and cranny. How could anyone be out of sorts with the promise of such beauty. I took out my paints and brushes and today I am feeling renewed.