We had wonderful good rains blessing the garden.
Bringing blessings of full flowering plants.
Some seeds are still cautiously caged, waiting.
Others are unfolding and uncurling.
Leaves opening up to receive the rain.
Rain blessings poor green into the garden.
Roots are swelling.
Juices are getting ready to fill all and even the tiniest veins.
Old crusted surfaces are getting ready to burst.
The garden is open to receive.
There is nothing else to do, other than opening and unfolding.
The garden does not plan.
The garden receives, to unfold and grow.
