|Evening in the garden|
She sat in her garden for the first time this
season even though there were millions of weeds to pull. She challenged
herself to sit quietly until she saw a firefly.
Once challenged, she would not back down. So she sat for a long time, quietly surveying her garden, feeling the breezes, watching the birds, breathing in the breath of her garden.
Then she saw a firefly and went inside for the evening, leaving the garden for their enjoyment.
In the meantime, the weeds continued to grow, but so did the flowers.