If you've followed the Still Waters blog the last couple of years,
you know that for many spring planting seasons,
I've enjoyed a bounty of tiny volunteer impatiens sprouts.
But seasons change,
and the summer before last we had so much rain,
every impatiens plant rotted.
That meant no springtime volunteers--not a single one.
Back to buying flats of impatiens.
So this morning, I planted impatiens in the flower beds
along the front and side of the house.
Lots of work,
but there's something metaphysical about planting beautiful flowers
and seeing them grow.
To build on the words of garden design historian William Howard Adams,
flowers are a link to the divine.