The planting of love and hope...

Friends, Pete and Kobe, came to dinner the other night.
Kobe brought me a parsley root.
Apparently, if you give a gift of a parsley root to someone,
They will have a baby.
It goes something like that anyway.
Details aren't important, sentiment is what counts.

I planted the lovely root that next day.
Added to the soil was some love, friendship and good dusting of hope.
I watered it in feeling positiveness and the shift in my soul.
Oh, it is so freeing to feel happiness again.

PS - Someone is going to come help me sort out my garden next week. I think it is Christmas already.