A post about following my instincts when they told me to spend the day in the garden instead of at my desk
On the day I should have been writing an article for a national website, an invisible force lured me into the garden and made me potter about there instead. This is what I did.
I refused to feel guilty for having such a blissfully fulfilling day in the sunshine, which I’m sure restored my spirits and equilibrium, as well as the garden.
Instead I got up at 6am the next day to write my by then overdue article, and I’m sure the article was so much better for my day in the garden. If you’re interested, you can read the finished article here on the Writers and Artists website.