I've been quietly productive these last few weeks. Mornings spent writing and drawing in the garden, and then weeding and pruning have been helpful to me as a reminder that even when 'big' things don't seem to be happening, new growth still appears because of our relaxed efforts.
One of my morning meditations lead it's way to creating a small series of floral pins. This is the first of the lot.
A little rain.
A little sun.
A little soil.
A little tender loving care.
Things blossom as they are meant to.