By my back door

By my back door I have a beautiful bowl
Each week I fill it with fresh water from our well
Every week all through the seasons I place flowers in it
Sometimes they are blossoms
Somethings they are sprigs of Rosemary and lavender
And in the middle of winter it might be leaves
Whatever is growing in my garden
The refection of the flowers sparkling on the water is very peaceful to the eye
When I enter my door I am calmed by this small scene

Cheers Marie