Two months ago when I cut down a partially dead tree in my yard, I found that I couldn’t bear to throw away the pieces of decaying and hollowed out wood. I turned the pieces into planters.
It’s a work in progress and the plants have barely begun to take root. But, this little endeavor has brought me such joy and satisfaction.
I struggle with depression. My emotional landscape can seem so gray and unrelenting. This is an exception … truly a bright spot in my day.