Thursday, September 26, 2013

Not the Same

A garden friend came yesterday, and i dug seeral boxes of plants to give her for her newly constructed garden.

"I've only been here in the spring," she said. "Your garden looks so much different now. I wouldn't have recognized it as the same garden."

Of course, it isn't the "same" garden that she sees in the spring. Only the word "garden" is the same.

Those who saw us in the springtime of our lives might not recognizes us as we enter the autumn of our lives at our 30th, 40th, or 50th class reunions.

Still, the garden is beautiful, and there's something about the basic arrangement that still feels "the same."

But oh-so-many things have changed. And are still changing.

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