I will get my Garden back

It is Sunday morning, bright beautiful. It was heavy rain for couple of days,
already 60 mm on the ground, now snow everywhere, with 18 C below zero.
We Canadians are handling anyway.

It is 10.15, I am done with my breakfast, have to do laundry, just one small
load. It is 10.30, while my clothes are in washer, I am enjoying my time in 
the TV lounge, busy with my Scrabble and Sudoku books. 

TV is on, my son is with his computer also switching TV remote, busy with
changing channels. This is one of the favorite hobby of  Guys. I am doing 
my Sudoku books and also enjoying the scenic view of my back garden.

I know, it is not a garden anymore, with snow all around. It will become
a garden, in the days ahead. We always have to look for the light at the end
of tunnel. Always try to choose our words, to think into positive direction, 
to stay away from negative thoughts.

Specially in our writings, our words have more power, not exhibiting, simply our thoughts.These words will act like signals, will command our brain to 
act accordingly. We have to choose, select and screen out our words, while 
we talk and specially in our writings, try to be very careful.

When we write anything and it is not for anyone, I mean, not addressing 
to anyone, still, we have to be very careful. This acts like an open letter 
for our own self. When we write, it is like printing our inner thoughts.

These words will go through, to penetrate our inner self and will be 
transmitted to our brain. Our brain will infer the essence from that writing, 
will take the message seriously, to command our body to act in that 
direction.

Coming back to the point, I mean to my back garden. I am enjoying 
the entire scenario. Pear tree on the left looks like skeleton, with no leaves 
left on it's body, still looks strong, standing with his head high, quietly 
waiting, for the days ahead. 

I can see the Black Squirrel walking carefully on the wooden fence. The 
blue Trampoline, in the center, looks beautiful, with white stuff, on top 
and around. It is matter of couple of more weeks, my back garden be back. 

My middle daughter called me from Grimsby. She was back from some 
school shopping for her younger son. Grimsby is small town. "Freshney" 
is the only shopping mall there. It is 10 minutes drive from her place.

My youngest daughter is in Paris. Her younger daughter has to start 
her Uni there. She went to settle her down. She will be back tomorrow 
to Reading, has to go to her work.

It is 11.45, I am done with my laundry, getting ready to get out. It is 12.30,
I am at Tim Horton, enjoying my time alone slot, my coffee and writing 
my Blog. It is 1.45, I am done, have to go home.

It is 2.30, I am in my kitchen, making banana shake for my youngest 
grandson, the Slurpee Boy. It is his favorite, he will be happy. I will get 
happiness too. What goes around comes back to you.