Cee Lew

The kiss of the sun for pardon,

The song of the birds for mirth,
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
~Dorothy Frances Gurney, "Garden Thoughts"

When one needs a little soul restoration I find there is no place like being out in my garden watching newness form, beauty surround and busy activity occur before often unseeing eyes and unhearing ears.  Little Eee notices it all however and points out the bees to me, the planes flying overhead, sticks her nose into the rose blooms and ensures all the clothes are named (with her sweet little voice) and hung out to dry... "shirt, Daddy's shirt!... Mum-mum's, mum-mum's shirt!... short!...etc. 

There is just no way I can describe the feeling of being a mother with children who are unwell. Little Eee is ill today and I have decided to stay home with her to let her sleep.  I usually wake her to go and enjoy a beloved Kindermusik class with her, we both love it.  But today I couldn't bring myself to do it.  Both my Generous Gentleman and I just feel so much for them when they are unwell.  Eee woke us last night crying and crying and with a dirty nappy.  This is just so rare for her.  We can only assume she had an earache which is what kept dear Ess awake a few nights ago.  I know, I know it is just a virus and it will pass but I feel so for them!  I'm probably a little under the weather as well fighting the virus also.  Yet that is no excuse for the short temper I have displayed when trying to care for a very clingy baby and a very hungry daughter, when trying to get everyone ready to leave the house before 8:30am after they have slept in till at least 7:30am.  I just cannot bear to wake them, especially when they have been unwell and I know they need rest.  I am unhappy with myself as a mother at the moment, desiring more patience.  So I am enjoying time in the garden - or at least I did this morning.  Now I wish this thing was a laptop... I rarely do.

In my garden I am enjoying...

...very lush, delicious basil... enhancing every lunch time salad...

...watching bees busying themselves about my garlic chives...

Aren't the blossoms beautiful! I think they are just so delicate and light.  So unlike the rich pungent flavour of the herb they espouse.

And a culprit caught, lurking about on my capsicum.  Fortunately he prefers the leaves to the capsicums which are still growing and more flowerbuds are transforming into fruit.  Yay!!  No more heatwaves please!!