Normally, I try to be professional and not mix my private life with my business life. Much. But in this case ….. my son inspires me … still.
My son died on the 27th June 2002. 19 years ago – hard to believe when it all seems so fresh in my memory.

Every year when June rolls around I start out being really sad. But many things happen in this month of weddings, and graduations, and fathers day, etc.
Lots of trees are flowering and doing their thing – lovely smells as I am cycling around in my work. Rose bushes in all their splendor also providing beautiful visions crawling up the sides of buildings, fences, AND mmmm the scents.

Then my favorite roses – peonies – are also out!
Then there is SKt Hans (celebrated here in DK), Sommerdans in Fælledparken, five weeks of outdoor dancing starting in June,

the noise of graduates through the streets

. https://youtu.be/TP0Cq8kNSvw
This year, the football fans going crazy.


Not that I watch it much, but there’s cycling through France on TV (Tour de France).
But all this to give the connection to Shaka, my beautiful, talented son that I am especially reminded of in June to my concrete mini pots that I started doing over 4 years ago.

It started out with me wanting to recycle milk cartons that we throw out daily, and other single use items/packaging. I started using them as molds for the pots. But then came getting plants to put in them, and the taking care of them them til they sold – hence the name – Zenplanting. I can almost feel my blood pressure dropping as I water them and watch them grow every morning. The taking care of them brings me to Shaka. Reminds me of him. He had such a green thumb.
So, as I get closer to the 27th June, my spirits are lifted.