Indoor garden, cracked pot and Secret Garden on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

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(Quietly sharing thoughts while exploring the world and the universe (no nominations please)….

“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” Leo Buscaglia

“It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” Agnes Repplier

“If you don’t know where you’re going, you may miss it when you get there”
― Kathleen Long, Chasing Rainbows

“You don’t marry the person you can live with, you marry the person you cannot live without”…

“You are evidence of your mother’s strength… especially if you are a rebellious knucklehead and regardless, she has always maintained her sanity.”
― Criss Jami,

Hello Diary,

A hot weekend to be had, have the week and today finished, thought I would pop in and share some thoughts… maybe some thunderstorms later which means more rain for the garden… Mother Nature’s garden, which I am a part of, is much like the world should be… all plants, creatures and insects are different, all with imperfections but they all are treated equal and have a place in the garden…it is sad the mankind’s world (garden) is not like that…. I believe that the last time I visited, I chatted about the outdoor garden… well today I chat a bit about the indoor garden, sometimes referred to as the Secret Garden (not everyone knows about it 🙂 )…

We shall start out in the area that I usually refer to as my “office”.. I have a small pot of live flowers (impatiens)

plant office

And I also have some live stalks of “lucky” bamboo….

bamboo

They add a bit of color and help refresh the air… I do have a few artificial flowers in the room also… venturing out into the hallway there is a hanging plant, the live plant is a sweet potato (like one would eat)….

s potato 1

There are a few artificial flowers present also…moving on there is an assortment of live flowers in the front window…

flowers front room

In nearby room, where I do most of my meditation and some painting (in this case paint by numbers 🙂 ) there is an assortment of artificial flowers…

secret garden 2

I also go to “school” there, working on learning Spanish…I had a teacher in school tell me “the day I need not gather anymore knowledge is the day of my funeral”… 🙂

spanish

Unfortunately at the moment I have been tardy at school and getting behind in my learning… 🙂 near my “school” desk there are some live spider plants…

spidey plants

And there is even a live sweet potato plant in the utility room..

s potato u room

Now, one would ask what do all these plants, live and artificial, have in common… well, they all came from mankind’s world and they were all rejected because they were different, imperfect and did not fit in… I found them on the Clearance shelf and due to be tossed into the garbage in a few days…. I brought them home and, as they say, the rest is history…:) they are doing fine (with a little help from me) being different in the gardens of the path least traveled…. 🙂

Reminds me of a short story about being different;

“”An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole, which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water, at the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. “I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.”
The old woman smiled, “Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side?” “That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.”

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You’ve just got to take each person for what and who they are as everyone has a place””

Well I had better close for now, life is calling, rainbows need chasing and I am going to sit in the gardens and comtemplate the tomorrows… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Yes, I am going to sit in the gardens with a spot of tea and think about life and all the things life is to me.. 🙂

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