At 23 degrees Celsius, the heat was bearable - just.
The trees around the house are full.
It is mid- summer and leaves are sprouting on trees all around.
There is thick undergrowth below trees surrounding my house.
For me, fresh new growth is always welcome.
The shade provided much needed comfort in hot climate.
The garden - it took years of work and caring.
I feel more than rewarded for the effort.
At the approach of my house, there's the pathway.
Normally, the pathway starts from the entrance and is sparsely covered with grass and weed.
But my backyard is a different proposal.
The center is occupied by an apple tree, which has started bearing fruit, medium sized - not as red, neither as sweet.
And just short of the fence are the hibiscus, short, stout and sturdy plants.
Lined up straight and with a display of discipline.
The rest of the space, not much of it left though, is covered in thick grass.
Near my garage, there is a maple tree standing at 20 feet.
It's trunk bruised by my utility vehicle as I tried to backup the car into my garage some years back.
It's still majestic and stands tall.
The maple - it survived.
This incident made me think about how nature heals without any human intervention or help.
I am more careful driving around my house and on the road.
The garden made me a careful driver.
You get to learn from environment around you and also from the most unexpected corners.
The trees around my house are the gift of nature.
They grew not of my own choice, they are there simply out of nature's design that they should be in the place they are right now.
Other trees have been planted with hope that they may survive and flourish and give me the joy of watching their beauty.
Such satisfaction comes with time.
I can not claim to be an expert at gardening, or to be down right honest, even an ordinary gardener.
I am at most, a novice - an enthusiast with a substantial amount of interest in plants.
Ignorant as I am, as I was way back in time, unable to name many of the flora and fauna residing in my very own garden.
As a hobby, gardening gives us more than what we give to the garden.
Gardening makes one appreciate nature.
The nurturing of a speechless species one can admire in a lifetime.
It is a humble hobby that pays one back with shade, scent and beauty.
The trees around the house are full.
It is mid- summer and leaves are sprouting on trees all around.
There is thick undergrowth below trees surrounding my house.
For me, fresh new growth is always welcome.
The shade provided much needed comfort in hot climate.
The garden - it took years of work and caring.
I feel more than rewarded for the effort.
At the approach of my house, there's the pathway.
Normally, the pathway starts from the entrance and is sparsely covered with grass and weed.
But my backyard is a different proposal.
The center is occupied by an apple tree, which has started bearing fruit, medium sized - not as red, neither as sweet.
And just short of the fence are the hibiscus, short, stout and sturdy plants.
Lined up straight and with a display of discipline.
The rest of the space, not much of it left though, is covered in thick grass.
Near my garage, there is a maple tree standing at 20 feet.
It's trunk bruised by my utility vehicle as I tried to backup the car into my garage some years back.
It's still majestic and stands tall.
The maple - it survived.
This incident made me think about how nature heals without any human intervention or help.
I am more careful driving around my house and on the road.
The garden made me a careful driver.
You get to learn from environment around you and also from the most unexpected corners.
The trees around my house are the gift of nature.
They grew not of my own choice, they are there simply out of nature's design that they should be in the place they are right now.
Other trees have been planted with hope that they may survive and flourish and give me the joy of watching their beauty.
Such satisfaction comes with time.
I can not claim to be an expert at gardening, or to be down right honest, even an ordinary gardener.
I am at most, a novice - an enthusiast with a substantial amount of interest in plants.
Ignorant as I am, as I was way back in time, unable to name many of the flora and fauna residing in my very own garden.
As a hobby, gardening gives us more than what we give to the garden.
Gardening makes one appreciate nature.
The nurturing of a speechless species one can admire in a lifetime.
It is a humble hobby that pays one back with shade, scent and beauty.
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