I wasn't prepared for how gratifying it feels to plant something and watch it grow. I put on my dirty shoes every evening and trudge over to the garden to check on the progress. The birds hum in the trees, the breeze rustles leaves, the sun casts a warm glow over all and I wonder why I don't slow down more often. What's all the harry and worry about? It's a timeless feeling of somehow being connected to what the earth is fundamentally all about. It's a simple joy.
While I might deplore the rain that has put our other projects on hold for three weeks, I can't deny that the bipolar rain/sun/rain/sun pattern has been really, really good for the baby vegetables.
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How exciting about your garden! And what a fun series of photo-heavy posts--love it!
Isn't it so fun to have a garden? Mine's like my fourth kid now and I go outside a couple of times a day just to look at it in amazement that I'm actually growing something, and not killing it.
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