Here’s the day bright and warm.
Look carefully and you can see the piles of dirt I meticulously double dug in a burst of “must grow all our own food this summer.” When my wise garden advisor came to weigh in, she nudged me back towards the center of our yard. “See how wide these paths are?” she asked. “Grow food in them.”
Aahhh. I see.
Stay small, work slowly outward, build soil. Listen to this little piece of land, rather than chattering at it endlessly.
The funny thing about this month’s one small change (my grand plans to start walking everywhere), is that it was just a bit much. I blew out my shoulder hoofing it with Cora on my back (the stroller had a flat and I would not be stopped), and now am relegated to staying home and reading garden books instead of roving all over town and randomly turning up soil in such a way that I succeed only in killing our pobre patch of native grass. Next month’s change was meant to be laying the ground work for growing–you guessed it–a lot more food. Which I’m looking at a little differently now. Taking the long view, you could say. As in, how much of the pathway do I really have the energy to turn into something new?
Despite the fineness of them, these barely-Spring days are not time to leap forward. Just as the apricot knows better than to burst forth just yet, I need to observe a bit more, pull my energy back towards the center. So, maybe this isn’t the year I’ll grow all our own food. Maybe this year I’ll learn something unexpected. Like, what I have is enough.
Oh blessed day, it is enough.
2 Replies to “Holding, Waiting, Dreaming”
beautiful. beautiful. I just began reading a book on bio-intensive gardening called How to grow more vegetables… (than you ever thought possible on less land than you can imagine) and its wonderful. And doable. Step by step, with plans for first year beginners, or 20th year experts. If you haven’t read it I recommend it.
I love that! Peace and love. Anna