A year in my garden

Hey Meg

I luv'd your post and you could have been writing about me from start to finish. 

As for you Life continues to test me and unfortunately I have had to leave my garden in my Paradise to live in a concrete jungle in Perth.  I hope whoever rents my home luvs the garden as much as I do.  I have even had to lend my chickens (my golden girls minus 1) out to my girlfriend to care for.

I am not too keen on doing another garden in my lil minature concrete jungle just yet BUT I have started planning it even if it will have to be in big pots.  I have made poor hubby bag up all my compost and bring that down here to Perth along with my compost bin and worm farms.  I cant give up everything that meant the world to me so a few little pieces of joy for me to tend to and keep me happy.

My poor garden did not come in to the equation unfortunately while I was going through chemo which was then followed by me being in Perth for 7 weeks for my radiotherapy treatment.  Durig chemo I was in survival mode as I call it and that was to ensure I was fed and watered, my precious fur baby was fed and watered and my feathered golden girls were fed and watered.  That was all I could attend to most days and we have all survived to come out the other side.

My garden in Paradise will be attended to by "me" again one day and that is what keeps me going knowing that I will return to my lil piece of paradise one day.

This is the first blog of yours I have read as I have not been able to come on here as often as I wouldl like these days but I am so glad I did tonight and that I was lucky enough to read your post.  Thank you for sharing.

Luv n light to you always, Mich xoxoxoxoxoxo