You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.
A single line posted by a coworker on his Facebook status this week and it has created hours of deep thought for me. Next week is my birthday and I turn 58. Now 58 is not old but it sure is getting close to that turning point. I can no longer deny that I'm almost 60 years old and there are more years behind me than before me. Which makes me feel like I have to work harder and faster to get all the things in life I want to do accomplished.
Could be why I've pushed myself so hard this year to build my gardens the way I want them to look. My mother tells me I work too hard and that I'll be old before my time if I keep it up... I feel it keeps me young. Sure I'm not as physically strong as I used to be...but when I'm out in the yard working and sweating I feel connected and at peace . All the stress in my life just seems to disappear or at least shrink down to a size that I feel I can deal with.
So I'll continue to pull and chop... dig and plant until the time comes when I just can't do it anymore and then maybe I'll admit I'm getting old.
Here are some shots of the flowers in bloom around my place this week.