Inspiration

With a buoyant sensation, I peruse the gardens.

Newly planted herbs offer inspiration for dinner.

Recalling past blog comments, small epiphanies hit.

A salad topped with flowers?  Basil or parsley?

Turning inward to avoid distractions, I realize I

am hyper-focused on scents and sounds today.

Ah, the sweet fragrance of lilacs. My mind cycles

through ideas to incorporate in today’s entry.

It is easy to lose track of time when one’s hands

handle the earth.  Energized, I wonder about

what garden treasures to cut and savor in our

repast.  A little bit of this.  Some of that.

The cardinals offer song as I lunch on the

front porch. My mind cycles through ideas.

Those who are retired, know the small joys

of experiencing life’s simple pleasures.

Driven and inspired.  In the moment.

Inspiration strikes when least expected.