Wheelchair Gardener

Inspiration

We do not remember days...

We remember moments.

(Cesare Pavese)

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"An hour in the garden puts life's problems into perspective."

Some say I am confined to wheelchairBut I don’t think they know

That though my body is affected I still am on the go.

I go to visit those I love

And walk to market place;

I tread the woods until it rains

And then the rainbow trace.

Of course my body cannot always go

For it’s been restricted for days,

But who would say paralysis confines

A soul and mind that dreams and prays?

Although my body sometimes lets me down

Through days of darkest night,

My spirit soars on wings of prayer

And moves with speed of light.

In dreams and prayer I visit those I love;

Great is the gift of prayer;

And when my thoughts are beamed toward you

You’ll sense my presence there.

-Borrowed

Monday, September 7, 2009

Strolling in the garden, I stopped by and smelled the Rosemary. What a wonderful aroma! Had to pick a little for the house.

See how tall the Split Leaf Philadendrum is (top left)

A Japanese Fern-leaf Maple my daughter sent me from Oregon as a small starter plant.

Swamp Rose

Bud of the Night Blooming Cereus

My one beautiful rose of the year!

I don't have much luck with roses (sigh).

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