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Plants are the food of our souls...

It's another morning, I open my eyes, my sweet home, my bright room, my fallen yard, autumn has pale her face. My eyes fall on the autumn flowers that my husband's father planted in our absence, their soil is dry, it hasn't rained for a few days. I have to give them water today. I hardly get myself out of bed, go to the kitchen, as usual every morning, put the kettle on the gas, and enjoy hearing the soothing sound of its whistling. Today I decided to make an easier lunch, to spend most of my time with flowers and garden plants. After my morning tea I go to the yard, I breathe some air of my flowers and plants. The air of flowers gives the sense of life and vitality, the sense of flow and calm.

I pick up the hose, turn on the tap, and sprinkle water on the gardens, on the violets, chrysanthemums, rose bushes, on the weeping willow, boxwoods, jasmine, on the passion flowers, pines and oleander. The smell of rain soaked soil fills my nostrils, the smell of pine wood and a little grass. Then I look at the beautiful drops of water that remain on the leaves and flowers, and refresh them. I pay attention to every single bud that comes out of the soil, what lives are living in this soil.

Sometimes I say to myself that in my previous life I must have been a rose bush, I always tried to be full of flowers, so that those around me could enjoy my existence, but sometimes my thorns bothered them, and I was tormented for a lifetime because of my thorns. Why, instead of paying attention to my thorns, I was not proud of myself for having my flowers, why I always regretted my shortcomings and flaws, while I had so much beauty and strength. It was from there that I realized that one knows its value too late. I take a few cuttings from garden flowers, hoping to create more of them in spring. I prune their old branches a little. And I caress their trembling and fallen leaves. Finally, I pour some food for the sparrows in the garden, I come inside the house, to cook my food today, today I am going to start with energy, I am going to cook my lunch with love, I am going to see my mother after a week, and I will hug her. Yes, my plants are going to give me a bunch of good things today. They are the food of my soul... Finally, thank you very much to my dear supporters, who are always by my side, they are the ones who always give me hope and motivation, I know them as my family, you can look at their articles. Thank you, dear friends and readers, for always supporting me and empowering me with your kind comments. God bless you. I hope your life is as beautiful as these flowers, but not as short as their lifespan. 💚🍃

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