I lived in a garden neighborhood for a time. I did a lot of work on our place and my partner and friends would praise me but all I could see was the weeds or the poor pruning job done by the previous owners.
There was a retired lady three blocks away who had by far the best garden in a half mile radius. It was amazing.
I lived there almost four years before I started noticing her weeds, her mistakes.
In a lot of things we can see other people’s flaws but miss our own. But when we make something, that situation seems to be reversed. What we make isn’t that special, and everyone else’s creations are so much better.
There was a retired lady three blocks away who had by far the best garden in a half mile radius. It was amazing.
I lived there almost four years before I started noticing her weeds, her mistakes.
In a lot of things we can see other people’s flaws but miss our own. But when we make something, that situation seems to be reversed. What we make isn’t that special, and everyone else’s creations are so much better.