Waiting for Butterflies
We are still waiting for summer in Canada. Still have to dig out our
coat closets to bundle up. Rain usually comes late at night or early
mornings to brighten our gardens. Grass is now turned into lush green
with no brown patches in between.
My front garden is looking
great. The Magnolia tree on the left is loaded with beautiful peach
color flowers with a pinkish hue. Red wooden bench is shining under the
tree, adding up the beauty of my garden.
Skeleton trees look happy. Green already started running through their bodies. Looks like soon they will be back on the track.
Twin
Towers, the two tall trees in the front garden of my next door
neighbor, started renovating their apartments to rent out. So much has
changed in the past few weeks. It already started looking like a festive
atmosphere. People are now in a festive mood.
My back garden is a
bit slow. Not so much activity there. I am waiting for my beautiful
pink Canadian roses. It comes early, not like my blood red David Austin
roses plant. That takes time to revive.
Plants are also like we
humans. Everyone is unique with its own individuality, with its own
habits and characteristics. We don't have to interfere. We have to take
it easy. Let them take their time to start to open up, to mingle with
the public.
The flower bed at the back of my garden looks not so
busy. Not much activity there. Things are slow. I am waiting for the
flowers to bloom. For birds and butterflies to be back. To brighten up
my garden.
My friend the Black Squirrel started coming for his
exercises on the wooden fence of my garden. He is very careful about his
body. Tries to maintain his shape, building muscles. Walking around, I
think to top up his steps.
It's 11.30, I am going to the Coffee
House to enjoy my walk. To have some fresh air and change of scenery,
always works out. It helps to elevate our mood.
We start feeling
better with a positive attitude. Any physical activity is good for our
bodies as well as for our mind. Keeps us away from thinking negatives.
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