Monday, July 5, 2010

The yoga of gardening

Digging in the earth and breathing in the fresh air
listening to the birds call on the wind
I squat and reach, breathe and relax.
I am in the moment
my senses alive with the natural world.
I find myself in love with the garden, creating a sense of place
A destination in my backyard, a source for joy, food and restoration 
All from a patch of earth
I Breathe it all, my breath on the wind.