I had a bit of a thought. Contentment all depends on where we place our hope. I realised this when I had 5 little pots of dirt which I carefully sowed cabbage, leek and cauliflour seeds. I congratulated myself on the money I had saved buying seeds instead of plants and looked forward to planting them all out into the garden ready for a winter harvest.
Then came along Catherine and sprinkled grass seed into them, and now I have 5 trays of grass whch smothered the seedlings.
Hope. If you place our hope in this life your gonna be dissapointed. Eventualy everything breaks, rots or dies.
I had another one of my gardening dreams last night. I was picking fresh cellery and beans to give to someone. I told Mum and she said "Gardens need weeding". (Ever positive my Mum). I said "I don't weed in my dreams". "Youre dreaming of heaven." she said.
I hope so, coz that means it's gonna be good.