OTHER PEOPLE'S GARDENS

I get many of my blip inspirations from other people's gardens. Walking to the library yesterday, this little garden made my heart sing. I have seen an elderly man working in it, cleaning up at the end of summer and looked forward to seeing what happened in spring. It's tiny, the size of a carpet. Next door is a sea of dandelions, next to that a scattering of pepples and further along a greying of concrete. I like to think of the joy this gardener gets matching the pleasure he gives to passers by.