The old saying is "bloom where you are planted." I am not blooming. But not withering and dying, either. More just living. Just being. But life is like a bicycle, you have to pedal now and then if you want to get anywhere. The only time you can coast forever is on the final downhill run. I need to stop coasting. Life is getting dangerously slow and unsteady. So pedal I shall.
Blooms are happening around me if not within me! And hummingbirds are loving these two in the yard.
And it looks like I will pick my first tomato tomorrow, with many more to follow.
Summer break starts next week. I welcome the brief change of routine and a bit more sleep in the mornings. And time to enjoy a cup of tea on the patio at the start of my day. Perhaps that is all the fertilizer I need to get my bloom on.