The scent of gardenias greets me at the front door. The tomatoes have struggled this year, yet the gardenia is covered in more blooms than I have seen since moving here, August will mark three years. Some things flourish without effort, even when others do not.
School holidays are drawing to a close, work is in its second week, and life is gathering pace again
As I move through the morning with the quiet comfort of something ahead: portable long service leave, seven uninterrupted weeks. It is an office day. I am fortunate to work from home most of the week, and grateful for the one day that draws me back into the world, as work continues to shift toward something more flexible, more balanced.
Balance, like the garden, reveals itself in what quietly thrives.
The Lady in the Back Row 