One of the things I miss dearly because of the Multiple Sclerosis and becoming Deaf (please do not judge until you read all of my post) – “gardening”. I love the smell of dirt, plants, fresh herbs, reaping in the rewards of my fresh vegetables that I’ve nurtured and took care of. The rewards and just fulfillment of plants and life outside in the sun, smelling dirt, grass, flowers, hearing birds calming chirps and buzzing of bees flying around my flowers. It’s always a wonder to see hummingbirds feed off my butterfly bushes and flowers. Butterflies flying over my garden. The work of God’s creations he gave us to enjoy and live. I miss this.

This morning I repotted some plants I’ve babied from cuttings into sprouting roots and now ready to plant. I repotted my tiny growing succulent that I bought last year that now has babies and my recently purchased Rattlesnake plant. When I opened the bag of potting soil this morning, ahh the scent of dirt just filled my happy brain hormones. There’s this sense of peace and happiness I feel when I’m working with dirt and plants. Happy Saturday in spite of the rain. 💚💛🧡