Garden for the soul

It is four weeks until the official start of Spring - our plants are already starting to bloom. Some days it is the simple things, like sitting on the bench and becoming part of the garden-scape. The wattles are bursting with powdery sweetness, and the honey eaters have embraced the breeding season with a nest under our window. The two little occupants are ever so vocal demanding food  - and in between are perfectly still and silent. Am heading off to that bench with the WMBM, a joyful little dog and a glass of red. My idea of sanctuary for an hour ....