Making Good Use of Time

    My reign as Queen of the Small Gardens continues as I am still following orders of doctors and Son.  "There shall be no unsupervised, unescorted hikes beyond the garden gates."  Even though I understand this to be for my own safety, it still wears thin.  I am used to roaming free and communicating with Mother Nature on a one to one basis.  This bit of being confined is not to my liking but I shall continue.  I do, however, adore being queen of something so if it has to be of gardens, then so be it.  The gardens it is!

  This morning, I pondered just what interesting sight I could find to occupy the pent up brain.  I figure just because my body is in "jail" that does not mean my imagination has to be.  Let it fly!  I found long ago that there are no barriers on how far you can go by using the wonders of the imagination.  

  My eyes scanned the small garden until a dark green patch caught my eye!  Ahh, yes!  A bit of moss was well hidden in one shady corner.  Here, there must live the faeries!  Those wee winged creatures that haunt the flower vines and wisp among the lilies.  My brain was sent into a tailspin as I traveled back to building faerie gardens with Aunt Helen.  The moss was the perfect carpeting, empty acorn shells were goblets and any pebbles provided ample seating.  The faeries were going to attend a Magical Ball!  Colored leaves and flower petals added a bit of brightness as they were hung from twigs.  A large shell filled with water became a gazing pool of sorts.  Memories of Aunt Helen swirled with the dancing faeries and my morning became filled with happiness.

  No, I did not build my faerie house on the fine moss carpet but I did fill the time with imaginative stories.  Time can be our ally or our enemy...it all depends on how we use it.  I choose to fill it with happy thoughts instead of trying to inflict my ideas on others.