the garden at three

When the season’s sweet, it’s nearly impossible to imagine that the next could be any better. That it could produce more fruit…stronger from the elements that the last seeds withstood. Enveloped in the present, it’s hard to let go. But when I remind myself to look ahead, to visualize the changes and a mature growth, I know the fruit produced will be even more rewarding.

From the first day of three, to the very last. It all comes full circle…the end is the beginning.