Forever is composed of nows


Gardening requires a leap of faith. You prepare the soil, plant the seed, tuber or bulb, protect and wait. There are no guarantees about weather, water or rabbits for that matter. Loss is inevitable; an accepted exchange for the joy and beauty we are blessed with.

“Happiness, not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour.”
~ Walt Whitman

The Sunflowers and Dahlias are late and smaller this year;


the Campanula did not even show; the Salvia and Rudbeckia, on the other hand, are prolific.


There’s no point in worrying about what might be – we just enjoy what is.

I met a woman in the garden on Saturday. She was visiting with Ned and contemplating adoption.

Clearly in love, she saw huggable in pudgy; enthusiasm in wilfulness.


But she worried a little about his age of eight. We hear this a lot. People think they need a young dog despite bonding with an older dog because they believe a youngster comes with a guarantee of time.


Just like the garden – there are no guarantees.

Loving an older dog requires a certain leap of faith, I guess. But there is no promise that we have longer with a young one. Life happens. Fourteen years; four years. We don’t know. What we know is that the connection is right when we look in a dog’s eyes and understand what is in their heart.


“Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has yet to come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering”
~ Ida Scott Taylor

We work to make each season of the garden beautiful and memorable – no matter what mother nature hands us.


The woman was told that we opened at noon on Sunday if she wanted to return. She was there by nine. By noon, she and Ned were gone together.


“Forever is composed of nows.” ~ Emily Dickinson

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I am a nascent gardener, rescuer, and photographer, chronicling the journey of the dogs at Homeward Bound Golden Retriever Rescue and Sanctuary near Sacramento, CA - and the Memorial Garden we have devoted to them.

28 thoughts on “Forever is composed of nows”

  1. Oh Ogee, you made me cry! What a beautiful post. The most important message for each of us I think. Thank you for reminding me.

  2. “There’s no point in worrying about what might be – we just enjoy what is.” That is a beautiful sentence. It’s a lesson that dogs inherently know, but one with which our humans often struggle. I am so happy that handsome Ned’s lucky new human will have the opportunity to enjoy what is with him.

  3. This post just change my perspective on the whole day! I wholeheartedly, with all that am, believe that old dogs are the very best this world has to show us. And when someone opens their heart and mind to the possibility of loving one, watch out! Life is about to really share with you in abundance how awesome it can be! Go show her Ned!!!

  4. I couldn’t agree with you more. I adopted Miss Heather when she was nearly seven years old. Really and truly, I am appreciative of every moment I get with her and I know if doesn’t matter if I had gotten her younger, I love her as if she’s been with me since she was a puppy. Much love, the Scottie Mom.

  5. Thank you for this post! I find myself worrying about how much more time I will have with my Oscar. We’re coming up on his 2nd Gotcha Day next week and I’m so thankful we’ve had two years together so far. I can only hope we have many more years to come, but even if we don’t, I will always cherish every day that I’ve had with him. He was at least 7 when I adopted him and I’ll never regret adopting an older dog. I couldn’t possibly love him more! And congrats to handsome Mr. Ned for finding his furever home! The garden looks beautiful, especially the pictures that include dogs 🙂

  6. This was such an incredible post – yeah Ned!!! Love your gardens – such a joyful place to be, you can see how content and happy the dogs are.

  7. Aw you brought a tear to my eye, Im so happy he has a new home and glad she chose him and not a younger dog, how right you are. Mine is 10 and time is getting shorter with more and more health problems, we treasure every second. Your words are so perfect thank you. x

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