The blind gardener could only imagine the look of flowers blooming in front of the rising sun. She was surrounded by amazing colourful visions.
The garden exploded with colour, brilliant yellows flashes of daffodils, deep blue secrets of pansies and scarlet scars of tulips. But not one had ever entered her dark eyes.
You wouldn't believe that she was blind if you saw the remarkable job she does with bushes, flowers and even trees.
Among the flowers in bloom, bees’ were buzzing announcing that spring had come and that it was time to start working.
The gardener said to herself; Lets get out the rake and the shovel, it's time to do some gardening. Spring is in the air!'
As the gardener was doing the grooming, she tripped over her cat, hitting her head on the garden wall.
Slowly her eyes came into focus and through the blur, she saw the tree shadows coming to her. She saw the light as she regained sight and saw what she thought to be the world, a garden in spring, and it seemed to her the Garden of Eden, of which she had heard so much from biblical stories.
Then the blind gardener saw the real world and its misery and she wished she was blind again.