Yesterday, I was trying to work in my yard but because of physical limitations I had to stop and just sit; I was feeling so sorry for myself! . Why cant I work at the same pace I did just a couple years ago, I groaned in self-pity. Last night , I realized had I not been forced to just sit for a while I would have missed so much. Would have paid little attention to a pair of cardinals that kept checking the feeder, the doves that flew in to pick up spilled seeds, or the very first swallowtail butterfly of the season, or the dozens of sparrows that kept trying to get me to leave the area so they could feed.. That little chameleon seemed to be supervising my sit sessions, and the beautiful pair of blue birds that are returning to nest box for the fourth year in a row. Those four squirrels dont mind at all that I am sitting not 25 feet away as they play across the tree roots . For the first time three hummingbirds visited my feeders, for weeks there had only been one. Walked to stretch and noticed--several daylilies are showing scapes -- yet my main show is a month off. Hey, overnight the iris have pushed out bloom stalks. Theyll be in bloom in a week, the banksias rose is in full bloom .: Placing newspaper down to cover with mulch a section with the headline: Live it up in the Garden caught my attention I remember smiling a yeah, right smile, still wallowing in self pity, surveying the ten foot border that had been over an hours project. How shortsighted of me. Being out in the warm spring sun , observing the abundance of nature here on a lot in the middle of town, I am blessed and my spirits begin to rise. Tomorrow, theres more mulch to spread, more discoveries . Know what ? It is possible to Live it up in the Garden.