For the first time since I began volunteering at Homeward Bound, the kennels are only half full (a temporary situation, I’m sure.) Despite the reduced workload, the volunteers were out in abundance. I overheard one of them explaining to someone about what draws her here: the joy she feels when she pulls through the gates; the serenity of the country surroundings; the garden; the people – like Michele and Chip who visited with their failed foster, Murphy, to pick out a new foster pup (they have fostered more than 20);
and of course, the dogs.
These are the loved dogs of Homeward Bound…
the ones that have been with us a long while because their special needs make them hardest to place.
“If I had a flower for every time you made me smile,
I’d be walking in an endless garden.” ~ Author Unknown
The garden is smiling back at us;
every visit this time of year brings new spring delights in the waking of perennials, trees and grasses from their winter slumber. I was thrilled to find the Mexican Sage finally popping out from its wood sticks, and Campanula making its way skyward.
I am under orders not to make any significant changes until Ina and Maria return. Does editing the Hummingbird bed count as a significant change?
I don’t think so. Wanting some greater structure during the winter, I added a smoke tree bush, dwarf blue spruce, blue fescue, some boxwood and others.
What do they expect, leaving me alone in our endless garden?