Ren’s here today and the kids are all playing upstairs. I have been outside working in the gardens. I am exerting a lot of effort just to stay on task, that being getting plants that I recently bought in the ground. Unfortunately this requires moving around and dividing some existing plants, some of which are in the sun, that is quite bright today, so I am trying to work in the shade, where I have good ideas of other projects and next thing you know I’m tempted to start painting the house again.
On the upside, it’s gorgeous out. The light keeps changing as the sun shifts and moves throughout the trees. No gardener is ever satisfied, and it is a practice to focus on the beauty that is, rather than the weeds, the bare spots where plants didn’t make it and all the projects that are, by default, being pushed off until next year. Although I am tired and slightly overwhelmed, I have been continually struck by the loveliness surrounding me, so much of which is the fruit of my labor.
I need to get back to work, but I wanted to write this down, because it is a record of my own growth, as much as my garden’s.