Alerting, yes. I alert the world. But larger, the scene is green. I speak but of the emerging tending and nurturing I have been promising myself...The development of my garden. The task, I understand, is often therapy but strongly physical....Pun.
The mental architechture I have been constructing [of my lovely space]....now begins to own the space I have allocated. Meaning, as I culture and shape the tenetive lines and mental marking of my garden for the creekside, I am achieving my dream and executing the job God charges us with...that job: improving the spot where we are. Through our blogging, through gardening, through conversation..good selected words.
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