Tranquility is a true gift In the midst of the year-end hullabaloo and preparations for summer travel, and there’s not much that’s more peaceful then spending time in a spring garden…at least when you’re not being surprised by reptiles (here). Whenever I can find the time, I’ve been soaking up the essence of my garden. In between the flares of dame’s rocket and the spears of iris are pockets of calm. I linger there.

In the garden
peace
sprouts
green
tendrils.
Peace
unfurls
tender
leaves.
Peace
in the garden.

©Molly Hogan