Thoughts on Gardening

I love to garden. I'm not quite sure why, maybe it's because getting down in the dirt triggers some distant memory of when I was a kid making mudpies. Maybe it's because I secretly crave power, and I find joy in controlling how much water or soil a plant gets. I could go on and on with possible reasons of why I enjoy it, but that's just me. I love to know what makes us all tick, and I constantly look for reasons as to why this or that happens, or why someone feels a certain way. But this morning, I find myself thinking along a different path. What if there is no 'reason' that I like to garden, what if some things just, are? Is that even possible? I'll probably never know, but for now I'd just like to think that I enjoy gardening not becuase of a memory or a power trip, but simply becuase I am me. Ya, I think I like the sound of that

In all things of natur there is something of the marvelous

~Aristotle

A Day At The Beach!

Ah the beach, one of my favorite things about California. Nothing beats curling your toes in the warm sand, the constant roar of the waves crashing, that after a while almost becomes like a white noise, sitting by a bonfire with a smore in your hand, watching the sun set with the ones you love.


This beach trip was especially special. One of our last days of youthful fun, It was just a couple of days before our graduation. Amongst all the smiles and laughs, I still had that burning question, the seed of doubt in the back of my mind. "How many more days, moments, like this will we all share together?"



But I try and shoo those types of thoughts away. You can't live your whole life on a "what if?" and you cant spend your whole life waiting for an end, because then you never get to enjoy the journey, or appreciate all of the new beginnings.



Especially at this point in my life, when I seem bombarded by one ending after another. But each ending will soon turn into a fresh start, just like every sunset turns into a sunrise. So we laughed, we sang, we drew every worry from our minds and forgott the dark horizon, and lived for today. Because there really is nothing better than a day at the beach with your friends. Well, I cant speak for the others, but that is how I felt. After all, "Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift. That's why it's called the present."


Remember, always leave room in your heart for love.

Just keep walking

I need to know
just what it is
that you're trying not to show?
Except for this.

And in case you cant see
these deep dark cries,
just take this plea.
Reject those lies!

Because while I quake
with anticipation and fear,
keep on walking, for my sake
and forget this silent tear.