The Garden

–About Life Love And Living

It was a good day to be in the garden.  Buddy, my hound dog, and I got an early start on weeding, pruning, and watering the garden.  I grabbed my garden tools, sat down in the back of the garden, and started working my way to the front.  I have come to realize that since I retired time truly has slowed down.  I have the time to use as I please.

The view is much different when you are sitting on a low garden stool.  The different insects, earthworms, and butterflies have their own world right there in the garden.  Each moving about with their own purpose, doing the things that they do every day.  It was a world I had never seen until I sat down in the garden and took the time to look a little closer.  We always stop and take in the beauty of the garden without seeing this as a home to countless creatures.  They all play a role in making the garden a home where they can live and help create the beauty that we see.

As I was sitting there on my garden stool I realized that doing this felt good and that I had all the time in the world to weed, nothing pressing, no conference calls just the calming rhythm of pulling weeds.  Buddy would sniff them out and I would dig or pull them up.  We made a great team and we enjoyed this time in the garden.

I think that this is how we should write, releasing the words, and planting them in good soil, understanding we need not hurry.

We can weed the words down and put them aside, using just the ones that make the verse a thing of beauty. After all, we have nothing pressing, just the calming rhythm of writing.

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Larry Tyler
Larry Tyler
Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor, BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.