The Glover Gardens blog is back after a hiatus, sharing the positive outcome after we decided to Get On Up.

Our fence posts seemed to be a set of crosses with a message: Spring is here, the tomb is empty, and resurrection, rebirth and new growth are real.

We’re all waiting for the day when friends can once again be greeted with a bear hug.

Each of us has the opportunity to positively impact others by the way we live and act on our values.

A pair of new studies show how birds improve our wellbeing, adding to a growing body of evidence that avians are an antidote to our despair.

An article about positivity and self-affirmation that ends with “When you change your energy, you can change the world.” Sign me up!

Sunset on Christmas. God’s art. Copyright 2020, Glover Gardens

“Hamlet Was Wrong!” Source: Malcolm Gladwell’s 3-Word Reminder to Stop You from Overthinking This quick read is provocative and inspiring in a time of uncertainty.

The backstory for this (hopefully) enigmatic haiku is a tale of a search through my photo library.

Remembering storms whose names have spawned headlines and headaches, headstones and heartache, hardships and heroism. And wondering, why do we have to name storms after people? Why not use diseases or the periodic table? Or colors?

The strawberry lemonade from Mockingbird Cafe is a drink that instantly transports you back to childhood summers, all reminiscent of church picnics, sunburns and innocence.

Check out the article in Bloomberg Businessweek and prepare to feel a little better about being scatter-brained right now (or at least a little more normal…I did).

Now is a good time for listening, and learning.
I hear you. #BlackLivesMatter

Physical isolation and all of the uncertainty brought about by Covid-19’s impact to our entire existence is the new normal, and it’s time to rejoin the social world.

This whimsical little white gazebo on a golf course doesn’t get much mainstream gazebo action.

Winter will make way for spring, in many ways.

My lost loved ones were in this sky, whispering a gossamer goodbye.

Paperwhites don’t know anything about this sad month with no major celebrations.

On a solo visit to the wonderful Museum of Edinburgh, I spent some time in the courtyard and caught these pigeons courting.

Practicing mindfulness, I really looked at this bird house when I came upon it in a friend’s yard. What would it look like to a bird?