Meet this sweet little daffodil. She comes back year after year despite her less than ideal growing circumstances. You see, she lives in a pile of garden waste. It’s just a big heap of twigs, weeds and old potting soil that I occasionally add to in the edge of the woods.
I like her bravery in the face of adversity and her fight to bloom and be beautiful in the most unlikely place. She’s got spunk!
She’s a survivor.
It gives new meaning to the phrase “bloom where you’re planted.”
Meet this sweet little daffodil. She comes back year after year despite her less than ideal growing circumstances. You see, she lives in a pile of garden waste. It’s just a big heap of twigs, weeds and old potting soil that I occasionally add to in the edge of the woods.
I like her bravery in the face of adversity and her fight to bloom and be beautiful in the most unlikely place. She’s got spunk!
She’s a survivor.
It gives new meaning to the phrase “bloom where you’re planted.”
Turn off the news. Put down your work. Step away from all the worry.
Go outside. Breathe fresh air. Walk through the woods. Feel dirt beneath your feet. Find something beautiful to enjoy.
Relax. The burdens of the world are not yours to carry. It’s Saturday. Give yourself a break and try to be happy.