I’m thinking that the first women’s group I ever joined was in second grade. The group was called Bluebirds. I loved that little group. I can’t remember why I wasn’t in it for very long. Anyway since then, there have been a variety of women’s groups I’ve participated in. The groups vary, just as the women I’ve met who participated in them. The range being from down to earth groups, to more privileged clubs. And have included everything in between. I enjoy women’s friendships very much, and know from personal experience that these friendships have helped me grow. Recently I met an amazing lady. I refer to her as my Garden Lady friend.
The Garden Lady is inspiring. Weighing little more than perhaps a hummingbird. (metaphorically speaking…grin)
Her diminutive size is deceiving however.
And, similar to the sweet hummingbird has little to do with how she seems to float effortlessly through what I’d consider hard work.
One recent afternoon I quietly observed her at work.
I know that might sound a little quirky, but what can I say…I am an investigative reporter. (grin)
Anyway, I began realizing the many ways she teaches me how to live more joyfully.
Observing her reminded me that working in the garden reduces stress, increases happiness, and what I know for sure helps me sleep better. I got exhausted just watching! (giggle)
My Garden Lady seems to use all her energy, and determination to achieve her goals for the day.
She also reminds me that friendships come in a variety of ways. Shared interests, common goals, and different ways of experiencing life. Often we spend time just chatting about this, and that. My garden is small here on the coast, and I’m grateful that my Garden Lady does’t mind doing the work that I don’t particularily enjoy. However, I do enjoy nature, love beauty, and creating little spaces of it everywhere. So, I’m making sure to spend a little time each day tending to all these things. With that said…I’m off to chat and plant with my Garden Lady.