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An impasse and I'm okay with it!
Re the social media exodus (that I may or may not be imagining!) – I’m curious: what are people doing with their content from their now defunct or hibernating accounts? I find that I have all these lovely snaps from travels + stuff I’ve made through the years but I don’t have the inclination to go through them all to repost. I know there’s bulk import but it doesn’t feel right to me? Almost like those moments live wherever they were posted and that’s part of the story. Maybe there will be a better way in future. Right now, I have zero bandwidth to tackle my internet past life.
Peonies
Yesterday was the day. The day two peonies were invited to join the garden. Sarah Bernhardt and Madame Jos Odier to be exact. I’m not sure how they will fare as we don’t get hard frosts and I don’t know if I’m willing to chuck ice over the ground. The 3 year wait for blooms will be the true test though!
Hope can be sneaky
Last time I had a major nervous breakdown, I planted a mass of dahlias in the garden for the first time in my life.
All my angst and pent up energy went into digging and weeding and fretting.
There was a long wait until the first leaves started peeking from the earth.
Then… a bud, at last.
Some took three weeks to start opening.
It was amazing how the anticipation injected life back into me. As if it was a reminder that there’s more to see and it might be this day that I get to see it. Whatever it was.
Every morning that summer I got myself out of bed thanks to my garden.