I have to admit I'm a person who loves to weed. I love how my focus changes to small from the usual overview, and I love recreating order. Weeding lets me see things I would normally overlook, the intricate pattern of the leaves and petals, the play of subtle shifts of light and shadow, of colour, and especially scent, whether it's catnip, roses, or ferns. And at the end of the day as I walk around the garden, I start to plan where I'll start tomorrow, and I can hardly wait.
Queen of Denmark, covered with rain drops, 2014
White astillbe, 2014
the small purple poppies are starting to bloom, 2014