Hopes are rising.
Sometimes hopes can be stumped. Cut down. Dead.
There is no life. Only crumbling death.
From that dead stump, new life can grow.
Different life, unexpected life.
Resurrected life.
There is always hope.
Hopes are rising.
Sometimes hopes can be stumped. Cut down. Dead.
There is no life. Only crumbling death.
From that dead stump, new life can grow.
Different life, unexpected life.
Resurrected life.
There is always hope.
thats my garden!
I think you’ll find that’s *our* garden 😉
Actually its Kieran’s garden!