i miss gardening..

there was a time when i had so many different potted plants in my frontyard and backyard. and then somehow, i had to move away, and though i requested neighbours to water them, they did at times and didn't at others. and slowly and steadily i would return to find some of my precious earthy friends gone.. and it would break my heart. i would of course continue to water them every time i would get a chance in the hope that with change of season and change of times, they would resurrect.. some if not all. the cycle went on this way for a while. and now, i have a handful left. these have survived, like me, despite all odds.. it brings a smile to my soul when i look at them.

now i dream of a mini-garden in the backyard.. nice trees swaying in the breeze, nice vines defying gravity and making their way to destinations of their choice.

yes, some day in some years when times are favourable. *insha allah*