Then winter came and went, and the backyard was still appealing to me; we were back to budding leaves and blossoms, and the sun peeked out every now and then – being on the deck meant enjoying the soft, warm light on my face. These days, summer is my new excuse to go out, just to enjoy the now-lush trees and the colorful flowers.
I’ve been going on the deck when weather has permitted throughout my entire convalescence, and the backyard has always been there to keep me company – brown, soft green, or bright green; naked, with sprouting buds or blossoms, or full of leaves and flowers. It’s been there waiting for me under a cloudy, mildly sunny, or bright sky. It’s been there when I’ve wanted to take a book, my notebook and pen, or my computer; or simply have lunch and look at it; or think as I look; always there.