Sanctuary in a garden

I've always liked the word "Sanctuary". It calms as it trips off the tongue. It sounds the way a hug should feel between friends.

Here in Almonte, we are experiencing odd weather. Case in point: two years ago at this time, Pete and I sat in Adirondack chairs on the deck both snug in winter jackets, snow piled two-three feet high around the deck and cats nestling on laps for warmth. We were looking forward to an Egyptian adventure visiting friends and wandering through civilizations - upon our return, the snows had melted, the daffodils were mature and the cats were into major spring gallop. Today the sun warmed the exposed earth, mosquitos buzzed around (!) and my Pete enjoyed a day on the deck thinking of sun screen. This sanctuary is sound but the climate may not be.

This sanctuary embraces Pete as he recuperates from a hospital stay - he will be fine and we know the garden will aid in this journey. A dear friend is making major life changes and marching boldly on - this garden will hold her stories too.

I wish you all well in finding an embrace of green.