Dreams and Gardens...

It is a glorious, sunny, cool-crisp day. The first we have had since we moved here. It was cool yesterday, but windy and rainy and miserable. I am so glad it has cooled off a little bit. But it is supposed to warm back up to the 80s again later this week. I wish I could go outside and dig and plant and prune. I dream of this all the time...a little garden of my very own...one that I can plan for years to come. But we are renting and everything I plant in the ground has to be cleared with the landlord. Ahhh...I enjoyed owning a house for a little while. I could paint and plant to my hearts content. I have to be satisfied now mostly with container gardening. Which can be fun, but is somewhat limiting. I look out over our big backyard and see such wonderful possibilities. I wonder how our landlord would react if I asked to start a little flower garden out there? I am afraid he would say no because it would require maintenance to keep looking nice and the next tenents might not do it. Oh well...I will just keep dreaming. What is life without dreams anyway? I have a feeling that having what I want would not be nearly as nice as dreaming about it. That has been my experience so far. Something to look forward too and work for...that will be my attitude.