"When the question of where you will live next is hanging over your head, it’s difficult to embark on a creative venture—because writing or creating is itself so full of uncertainty. It’s as if you need a container for all of that exploration."
Hi Anne, I'm a rebloomer though I'm still casting my line. Reitired end of May and 2 weeks later hit the road till mid-July. In my case, I have been too planted for many years and need to explore. However, what prompts me to write is homework, so I think I will probably end up taking a class in the fall. I'm glad you found a little house and I'm looking forward to hearing more about it!
Have a fabulous month in Paris. I still think you are a highly creative, thoughtful photographer.
This post reminded me that moving from New Orleans to Thibodaux was a growth spurt, because it allowed me to shed many expectations of others and choose newly, for myself.
This is the beauty of the feminine when we find each other! Almost like sitting in a circle of strong women....are we knitting, telling stories, sharing recipes, childrearing tips, our grief, the great collective grief we all carry? I love so much about this piece....so where to start? I can say with passionate certainty that reading Pinkola Estes' WWRWTW in the summer of 1993 changed the course of my life. I can say in parentheses that Joseph Campbell was really influential then too - especially Power of Myth. I was turning 40 and had just fallen in love with my son's 1st grade teacher. He was also falling in love with me. I was married to a nice man, with 2 little children. I just was not "at home" - in my body, my soul, my calling. WTF? But Pinkola Estes grabbed me by the throat and demanded that I pay attention. (I know now that Aphrodite had likely put that book in my hand. 😂.) Nancy, like you, my book is so marked up, so many post-its, tear-stained pages, so many moments when I literally choked and began to sob at what she showed me, it is the single most dramatic event of my life (and remember i've had two beautiful children!) I can't explain it. It just was that.
I did leave my marriage to be with Lee. 32 years together of the deepest spiritual connection. I am very lucky because all I ever wanted was to find meaning in my life. And this has been the right thing for me for so many reasons - particularly because he truly "sees" me. He always has, from the first moment. And that is everything. Certainly nothing is perfect, and we have lots of crazy stories about how we built this life together, but in the end you just know when you are on the right path.
As many of you know, I had another epiphany, almost as profound as meeting Lee in 1992 - and that is finding our home in Italy, where we moved this year full time and sold our home in the US, really cutting ties with that life, to live fully into this one. The moment I saw the home, I knew it was meant to be ours. Now it is.
That is what I want to say, Anne. We have , all of us here reading your beautiful, sensitive work, have the gift of intuition. Clearly, yours is sort of noisy! 🤣🤣🤣. You will know what is next, especially the big things. I think the biggest, most important paths announce themselves with trumpets. You will know. But, it's like all the little things are just the smaller trails leading to the big - TA-DA - path. Your individual path.
At 71, I am HUGELY a late bloomer. I always scraped by doing what I liked doing - first a dressmaker, costume designer for a small theater, designer (I've worked for myself since I was 29) then I moved into magazine styling, and a little bit of magazine writing, then tiny bit by tiny I built my interior interior design business. BUT I didn't have formal training. AND I was almost 60 before I got my BIG break project - the one that changed the trajectory of my work. It was thrilling work for me. I loved it . I never made a gazillion dollars, but I got to work for myself with one amazing assistant. Small is beautiful to me. I never wanted a big business.
Now, almost 72, I am starting again. Finishing my last design project in the next year, saying no to all new inquiries in design and finally just slowing down to listen to what is next. Our life in Italy is the container - garden and all (I find it so interesting that getting closer to Mother Earth is part of this for so many of us. I think we are seeking her wisdom.) And I am quite sure writing is my path, the one I have dabbled at for so long, the one that, like Pinkola Estes is kind of grabbing me by the throat.
WHEN WE FAIL TO PAY ATTENTION, IT IS AT OUR OWN PERIL.
The best news is this: at our ages, collectively, we don't care much about what the world thinks. We care about what like-minded souls have to say and share and receive. So it's a little easier to listen to "the call." We are more equipped to resist the Gilded Cage, The Red Shoes, Bluebeard-like masculinity (of course some of that is in our own psyches, which is important to see.) We can mother ourselves, each other, the earth, our gifts, our creativity, our grief.
Anne, brava to your little cottage. May it hold you and nourish you with its beauty, simplicity and honesty. Thanks for sharing your life with us!
Thank you, Anne . Your posts / writing always tap into just the right thing at just the right time for me!!! Show us photos of your new home when you get there!
Oh, Aleica, so many gold nuggets in here (as always)! I love how WWRWTW was the major event of your life! And I love this: 'I think the biggest, most important paths announce themselves with trumpets.' I've kind of been hearing trumpets, and its leading me onto a new path that I'll be excited to share more about as it develops.
I also love what you say about paying attention--because I've been at times in the past so confused by all the messages that I didn't know what to pay attention to. I couldn't hear my intuition--it was very quiet. It's interesting to look back and see where it has led me since I left my old life and began listening to it. I asked myself all the time, Does this feel good? Do I want more of this? The good feelings led me into a relationship that was incredibly healing, until it wasn't, and recovering from that as well as the dislocation of the move (right at the darkest time of year, which is so much more noticeable in the UK than it was in New Orleans) really tested me. But all of that pain has set me on a new path, one that feels more sustainable and rooted in my soul. In fact, I had to get out of the relationship to start really listening to my soul and what she wants.
Thank YOU, Alecia, for sharing your life and your beautiful perspective with us! 🙏
Yay! So happy for you and your new place and a month in Paris with your daughter! So much of the late bloomer resonates with me. Just got out of a work situation that drained me of any bandwidth and taxed all my faculties. This fall I’m taking a solo trip around the US when my youngest leaves for college. My husband and I are likely separating too. In many ways I feel like I’m finally starting to figure out what I want and who I am. I’m very nervous for these massive changes but know it’s necessary to live the life I want, or at least try. Along with the nervousness is a timid excitement because what if… what if I’m happier, what if I’m fulfilled, what if I wake up not dreading each day. Here’s to making the leap to see what’s possible!
Congratulations on making such a big decision to embark on a new life! So many times, even when things were difficult, I would look around me and think, I'm so glad to be here--and not in my old life. Forging into the unknown is not easy, but it's so worth it to remake your life on your terms! Sending you lots of encouragement and good wishes!!
Quite the reassuring article! It explains so much of this chapter of my life. I've always liked the expression "Bloom where you're planted." Enjoy your new home!
Insightful article, Anne! Have a delicious time in Paris with your daughter, and I look forward to hearing about your new home with garden come August.
Anne oftens stirs me into remembering, thinking, feeling. I had a transforming time: it was at age 50 when I found myself on the Internet. My life was altered forever after; I found I was in a place I could interact with others enough like myself, and make a number of friends for the first tme in my life. I discovered people would read what I wrote and wrote back! Fo enough people they did not regard me through a threshold of status. I beganto write regularly
To touch on Anne's turning points. The "Late Bloomer's a mother, she says. True our children can make us keep up with the fashions of an era. But what if you dislike them, as I did. Laura's teacher wanted to give her assignments which required watching imbecilic and capitalist-training (competition & prizes) game shows. We had no TV.
In high school, she began to become part of a group of girlfriends, and boyfriends too (meaning sexually); it was irrelevant to me. My younger daughter, Isobel or Izzy is on the spectrum, so the journey you are assuming didn't happen. I don't think I've ever lived in an area which was kind to my soul, though leaving NYC for Leeds (I had a scholarship) was an improvement. I've visited (lived for a time) where I thought the culture was far more humane, decent than the US or even UK norm. Scotland for example.
My home grows around me, and after a long time begins to be the outward shell. "These thing take time, Willie"" Jim, my late husband -- for 45 years -- said to my father when my father remarked this house in Alexandria "was beginning to look like Seaman Avenue" (where we abided for 11 years under the Cloisters in a rent control apartment),
So what had I connected with?I began to inhabit two research librarys near me I didn't need a roster of credentials or "letters of introduction to get into: Library of Congress on the Metro, across the street the Folger Shakespear Library. The second is still my favorite place in all DC. I had the time. Izzy in a public school for learning disabled children (paid for by City of Alexandria), Laura long gone into an American school world. I discovered (long story) original manuscripts Iembarked 25 years on. i eventually had translated into Italian all the Italian poetry of Vittoria Colonna & Veronica Gambara & was back in the long 18th century with Anne Finch (one of the great women poets of the era).All now on my website, some of it actually published! Getting ahead of myself. 1992 Jim wants to get onto Internet; as an adjunct at Mason I actually had a right to for free (I was excluded from most things, invisible). He was part of Arpanet by virtue of his job & skills. I became known to involved with scholrly nd fan Janeites, Trollopians, my colleagues in 18th & then 19th century scholarship, was invited to write a book, to do reviews...
Today with limited mobility, on the spectrum myself, old, teaching for no money at 2 OLLIs, I carry on w/o Jim for more than 11 years now. 2 major strokes 2 minis, death of beloved cats last annus horribilus. Subject to whims of malevolent women-hating racist sociopath (I live on social security, my widow's federal annuity, my younger daughter's rent as a librarian at Pentagon), or sadist con-man if you like who appears to be in the American grain (read Sinclair Lewis Elmer Gantry), setting up a fascist dictatorship. 40% of white women voted for him. Men just love the act, admire it, say so. Yes there is no private life which has not been determined by a public life (George Eliot). I'm sure yours, Anne, has, though you tell us little about it (I have a cottage myself and know such a possession is hard come by). I first "met" you in your excellent book on Constance Fennimore Cooper while reading with others on the Net her "Anne", some short stories, travel writing; then 2 other feminist academic books. I think such books take every bit of imagination and deep knowledge the equivalent of a good novel. So this is not your first spurt of creativity. Maybe I wrote this to say that
And so now confess Daughter No 1 (Laura) has not been wholly irrelevant. She enables me now. I call her and tell her her behavior has been angelic. She caries on laughing at me, harsh assessments, but she too at risk for her full time writing podcast job is at WETA/PBS where there is no longer any Big Bird.
Oh Ellen, thank you so much for this: 'I first "met" you in your excellent book on Constance Fennimore [Woolson] while reading with others on the Net her "Anne", some short stories, travel writing; then 2 other feminist academic books. I think such books take every bit of imagination and deep knowledge the equivalent of a good novel. So this is not your first spurt of creativity. Maybe I wrote this to say that.' That really touches my heart. Thank you!! 🙏❤️
It's interesting because at the time, I had really wanted to have a second child, but that path was not to be, and then the NEH grant materialized that allowed me to throw my creative energies into the Woolson biography. I really felt like it was my second child, in a way.
I love this! I agree with Estés about child-rearing and how all of our creativity goes into that kid or those kids, and then... What? As you say, sometimes we have to run from our old life until we find ourselves, and I am glad you are finding yourself. Congratulations on finding the cottage you have longed for, and on having a month to spend in Paris with your daughter in the meantime! Sounds to me like you are building a good life for yourself. (And may the novel-writing go well when you get to it.)
I just moved to the little brick Victorian house with the big yard and garden I have carried in my imagination for 40 years, through marriage, child-raising, widowhood, and spending more than a decade "re-storying" unloved houses as a way to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. And now I'm here. May your cottage be everything you dreamed of and more, and may grounding yourself bring you gifts you haven't imagined!
So beautiful, Susan! I love hearing about you finding the house and garden you have imagined and longed for for so long! Mine will be a rental, furnished with someone else's things, but one day I hope to have a whole house full of my own things with a lovely garden all to myself!
It’s great to hear that you’ve found a little house, SO exciting, can’t wait to hear more about it, and see some pictures.
I too am off to Paris to see my daughter, only for 5 days though, but to have some time, just the 2 of us, in a place that is not ‘home’ to either of us, is what I fern the need for.
I went from being a Mother ( and building my own business, building a home for us, living in various countries as well ) to returning to the UK to care for my Mum, and now for my partner.
So, my Re Blooming seems a little out of reach atm, or more accurately I just don’t know what it will be, or what it looks like.
A strange situation and feeling for me as I’m used to having projects & plans.
I’m immersing myself in creating a garden and trying to be patient and trust that the re blooming will happen when the time is right.
Enjoy your daughter & Paris.
You have lots to tell us about in your next post !
Your time to bloom will come again, perhaps sooner than you realize. It's so wonderful that you are growing a garden! I'll be getting mine just as summer begins to wane, but I'm still happy to be able to care for some plants and watch them grow.
I had a therapist tell me once" your home is right next to your heart and is with you, wherever you go."
It helped me step forward, when I was stuck. Cheers.
That is lovely! Some Buddhist meditations talk about your breath being your home, which I have also found very helpful.
"When the question of where you will live next is hanging over your head, it’s difficult to embark on a creative venture—because writing or creating is itself so full of uncertainty. It’s as if you need a container for all of that exploration."
Amen.
Hi Anne, I'm a rebloomer though I'm still casting my line. Reitired end of May and 2 weeks later hit the road till mid-July. In my case, I have been too planted for many years and need to explore. However, what prompts me to write is homework, so I think I will probably end up taking a class in the fall. I'm glad you found a little house and I'm looking forward to hearing more about it!
Thank you, Jane! Happy travels and happy writing!
You can borrow and listen to The Dangerous Old Woman on the Libby app in audio book form :)
Have a fabulous month in Paris. I still think you are a highly creative, thoughtful photographer.
This post reminded me that moving from New Orleans to Thibodaux was a growth spurt, because it allowed me to shed many expectations of others and choose newly, for myself.
Thank you, Miki! I like what you say about your move. I feel like I’m moving into new territory I haven’t been in before. It’s exciting!
Loved this - it fed my soul !!
Great piece! Eager to hear about the new digs!
This is the beauty of the feminine when we find each other! Almost like sitting in a circle of strong women....are we knitting, telling stories, sharing recipes, childrearing tips, our grief, the great collective grief we all carry? I love so much about this piece....so where to start? I can say with passionate certainty that reading Pinkola Estes' WWRWTW in the summer of 1993 changed the course of my life. I can say in parentheses that Joseph Campbell was really influential then too - especially Power of Myth. I was turning 40 and had just fallen in love with my son's 1st grade teacher. He was also falling in love with me. I was married to a nice man, with 2 little children. I just was not "at home" - in my body, my soul, my calling. WTF? But Pinkola Estes grabbed me by the throat and demanded that I pay attention. (I know now that Aphrodite had likely put that book in my hand. 😂.) Nancy, like you, my book is so marked up, so many post-its, tear-stained pages, so many moments when I literally choked and began to sob at what she showed me, it is the single most dramatic event of my life (and remember i've had two beautiful children!) I can't explain it. It just was that.
I did leave my marriage to be with Lee. 32 years together of the deepest spiritual connection. I am very lucky because all I ever wanted was to find meaning in my life. And this has been the right thing for me for so many reasons - particularly because he truly "sees" me. He always has, from the first moment. And that is everything. Certainly nothing is perfect, and we have lots of crazy stories about how we built this life together, but in the end you just know when you are on the right path.
As many of you know, I had another epiphany, almost as profound as meeting Lee in 1992 - and that is finding our home in Italy, where we moved this year full time and sold our home in the US, really cutting ties with that life, to live fully into this one. The moment I saw the home, I knew it was meant to be ours. Now it is.
That is what I want to say, Anne. We have , all of us here reading your beautiful, sensitive work, have the gift of intuition. Clearly, yours is sort of noisy! 🤣🤣🤣. You will know what is next, especially the big things. I think the biggest, most important paths announce themselves with trumpets. You will know. But, it's like all the little things are just the smaller trails leading to the big - TA-DA - path. Your individual path.
At 71, I am HUGELY a late bloomer. I always scraped by doing what I liked doing - first a dressmaker, costume designer for a small theater, designer (I've worked for myself since I was 29) then I moved into magazine styling, and a little bit of magazine writing, then tiny bit by tiny I built my interior interior design business. BUT I didn't have formal training. AND I was almost 60 before I got my BIG break project - the one that changed the trajectory of my work. It was thrilling work for me. I loved it . I never made a gazillion dollars, but I got to work for myself with one amazing assistant. Small is beautiful to me. I never wanted a big business.
Now, almost 72, I am starting again. Finishing my last design project in the next year, saying no to all new inquiries in design and finally just slowing down to listen to what is next. Our life in Italy is the container - garden and all (I find it so interesting that getting closer to Mother Earth is part of this for so many of us. I think we are seeking her wisdom.) And I am quite sure writing is my path, the one I have dabbled at for so long, the one that, like Pinkola Estes is kind of grabbing me by the throat.
WHEN WE FAIL TO PAY ATTENTION, IT IS AT OUR OWN PERIL.
The best news is this: at our ages, collectively, we don't care much about what the world thinks. We care about what like-minded souls have to say and share and receive. So it's a little easier to listen to "the call." We are more equipped to resist the Gilded Cage, The Red Shoes, Bluebeard-like masculinity (of course some of that is in our own psyches, which is important to see.) We can mother ourselves, each other, the earth, our gifts, our creativity, our grief.
Anne, brava to your little cottage. May it hold you and nourish you with its beauty, simplicity and honesty. Thanks for sharing your life with us!
Thank you, Anne . Your posts / writing always tap into just the right thing at just the right time for me!!! Show us photos of your new home when you get there!
Oh, Aleica, so many gold nuggets in here (as always)! I love how WWRWTW was the major event of your life! And I love this: 'I think the biggest, most important paths announce themselves with trumpets.' I've kind of been hearing trumpets, and its leading me onto a new path that I'll be excited to share more about as it develops.
I also love what you say about paying attention--because I've been at times in the past so confused by all the messages that I didn't know what to pay attention to. I couldn't hear my intuition--it was very quiet. It's interesting to look back and see where it has led me since I left my old life and began listening to it. I asked myself all the time, Does this feel good? Do I want more of this? The good feelings led me into a relationship that was incredibly healing, until it wasn't, and recovering from that as well as the dislocation of the move (right at the darkest time of year, which is so much more noticeable in the UK than it was in New Orleans) really tested me. But all of that pain has set me on a new path, one that feels more sustainable and rooted in my soul. In fact, I had to get out of the relationship to start really listening to my soul and what she wants.
Thank YOU, Alecia, for sharing your life and your beautiful perspective with us! 🙏
Yay! So happy for you and your new place and a month in Paris with your daughter! So much of the late bloomer resonates with me. Just got out of a work situation that drained me of any bandwidth and taxed all my faculties. This fall I’m taking a solo trip around the US when my youngest leaves for college. My husband and I are likely separating too. In many ways I feel like I’m finally starting to figure out what I want and who I am. I’m very nervous for these massive changes but know it’s necessary to live the life I want, or at least try. Along with the nervousness is a timid excitement because what if… what if I’m happier, what if I’m fulfilled, what if I wake up not dreading each day. Here’s to making the leap to see what’s possible!
Congratulations on making such a big decision to embark on a new life! So many times, even when things were difficult, I would look around me and think, I'm so glad to be here--and not in my old life. Forging into the unknown is not easy, but it's so worth it to remake your life on your terms! Sending you lots of encouragement and good wishes!!
Quite the reassuring article! It explains so much of this chapter of my life. I've always liked the expression "Bloom where you're planted." Enjoy your new home!
Thank you, Bonita!
So happy for your new home and a French summer adventure. How absolutely gorgeous!
Insightful article, Anne! Have a delicious time in Paris with your daughter, and I look forward to hearing about your new home with garden come August.
Thank you, Monica! I hope you are doing well.❤️
Anne oftens stirs me into remembering, thinking, feeling. I had a transforming time: it was at age 50 when I found myself on the Internet. My life was altered forever after; I found I was in a place I could interact with others enough like myself, and make a number of friends for the first tme in my life. I discovered people would read what I wrote and wrote back! Fo enough people they did not regard me through a threshold of status. I beganto write regularly
To touch on Anne's turning points. The "Late Bloomer's a mother, she says. True our children can make us keep up with the fashions of an era. But what if you dislike them, as I did. Laura's teacher wanted to give her assignments which required watching imbecilic and capitalist-training (competition & prizes) game shows. We had no TV.
In high school, she began to become part of a group of girlfriends, and boyfriends too (meaning sexually); it was irrelevant to me. My younger daughter, Isobel or Izzy is on the spectrum, so the journey you are assuming didn't happen. I don't think I've ever lived in an area which was kind to my soul, though leaving NYC for Leeds (I had a scholarship) was an improvement. I've visited (lived for a time) where I thought the culture was far more humane, decent than the US or even UK norm. Scotland for example.
My home grows around me, and after a long time begins to be the outward shell. "These thing take time, Willie"" Jim, my late husband -- for 45 years -- said to my father when my father remarked this house in Alexandria "was beginning to look like Seaman Avenue" (where we abided for 11 years under the Cloisters in a rent control apartment),
So what had I connected with?I began to inhabit two research librarys near me I didn't need a roster of credentials or "letters of introduction to get into: Library of Congress on the Metro, across the street the Folger Shakespear Library. The second is still my favorite place in all DC. I had the time. Izzy in a public school for learning disabled children (paid for by City of Alexandria), Laura long gone into an American school world. I discovered (long story) original manuscripts Iembarked 25 years on. i eventually had translated into Italian all the Italian poetry of Vittoria Colonna & Veronica Gambara & was back in the long 18th century with Anne Finch (one of the great women poets of the era).All now on my website, some of it actually published! Getting ahead of myself. 1992 Jim wants to get onto Internet; as an adjunct at Mason I actually had a right to for free (I was excluded from most things, invisible). He was part of Arpanet by virtue of his job & skills. I became known to involved with scholrly nd fan Janeites, Trollopians, my colleagues in 18th & then 19th century scholarship, was invited to write a book, to do reviews...
Today with limited mobility, on the spectrum myself, old, teaching for no money at 2 OLLIs, I carry on w/o Jim for more than 11 years now. 2 major strokes 2 minis, death of beloved cats last annus horribilus. Subject to whims of malevolent women-hating racist sociopath (I live on social security, my widow's federal annuity, my younger daughter's rent as a librarian at Pentagon), or sadist con-man if you like who appears to be in the American grain (read Sinclair Lewis Elmer Gantry), setting up a fascist dictatorship. 40% of white women voted for him. Men just love the act, admire it, say so. Yes there is no private life which has not been determined by a public life (George Eliot). I'm sure yours, Anne, has, though you tell us little about it (I have a cottage myself and know such a possession is hard come by). I first "met" you in your excellent book on Constance Fennimore Cooper while reading with others on the Net her "Anne", some short stories, travel writing; then 2 other feminist academic books. I think such books take every bit of imagination and deep knowledge the equivalent of a good novel. So this is not your first spurt of creativity. Maybe I wrote this to say that
And so now confess Daughter No 1 (Laura) has not been wholly irrelevant. She enables me now. I call her and tell her her behavior has been angelic. She caries on laughing at me, harsh assessments, but she too at risk for her full time writing podcast job is at WETA/PBS where there is no longer any Big Bird.
Oh Ellen, thank you so much for this: 'I first "met" you in your excellent book on Constance Fennimore [Woolson] while reading with others on the Net her "Anne", some short stories, travel writing; then 2 other feminist academic books. I think such books take every bit of imagination and deep knowledge the equivalent of a good novel. So this is not your first spurt of creativity. Maybe I wrote this to say that.' That really touches my heart. Thank you!! 🙏❤️
It's interesting because at the time, I had really wanted to have a second child, but that path was not to be, and then the NEH grant materialized that allowed me to throw my creative energies into the Woolson biography. I really felt like it was my second child, in a way.
I love this! I agree with Estés about child-rearing and how all of our creativity goes into that kid or those kids, and then... What? As you say, sometimes we have to run from our old life until we find ourselves, and I am glad you are finding yourself. Congratulations on finding the cottage you have longed for, and on having a month to spend in Paris with your daughter in the meantime! Sounds to me like you are building a good life for yourself. (And may the novel-writing go well when you get to it.)
I just moved to the little brick Victorian house with the big yard and garden I have carried in my imagination for 40 years, through marriage, child-raising, widowhood, and spending more than a decade "re-storying" unloved houses as a way to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. And now I'm here. May your cottage be everything you dreamed of and more, and may grounding yourself bring you gifts you haven't imagined!
So beautiful, Susan! I love hearing about you finding the house and garden you have imagined and longed for for so long! Mine will be a rental, furnished with someone else's things, but one day I hope to have a whole house full of my own things with a lovely garden all to myself!
Rental or no, I hope that cottage is the shelter and refuge you need, and may you create there in new and amazing ways!
Have a wonderful time in Paris Anne
Thank you, Helen! Would be lovely to see you before I leave (July 13)!
Definitely, let’s get a date in our diaries
It’s great to hear that you’ve found a little house, SO exciting, can’t wait to hear more about it, and see some pictures.
I too am off to Paris to see my daughter, only for 5 days though, but to have some time, just the 2 of us, in a place that is not ‘home’ to either of us, is what I fern the need for.
I went from being a Mother ( and building my own business, building a home for us, living in various countries as well ) to returning to the UK to care for my Mum, and now for my partner.
So, my Re Blooming seems a little out of reach atm, or more accurately I just don’t know what it will be, or what it looks like.
A strange situation and feeling for me as I’m used to having projects & plans.
I’m immersing myself in creating a garden and trying to be patient and trust that the re blooming will happen when the time is right.
Enjoy your daughter & Paris.
You have lots to tell us about in your next post !
Your time to bloom will come again, perhaps sooner than you realize. It's so wonderful that you are growing a garden! I'll be getting mine just as summer begins to wane, but I'm still happy to be able to care for some plants and watch them grow.
Be warned ….. it’s a bit addictive !