I cannot believe March is nearly over. The year is one-fourth of the way over.
I’ve not written here much because my life has been filled with other things and I’m over-the-moon excited about them. Mainly, I’ve been busy working in the garden and loving every single second of it. I’ve also been spending most Saturdays watching my little grand daughter and that keeps Kat and me happily occupied!
Is there a better teacher than Mother Earth herself? I honestly don’t think so. There, with the soil in hand, I am able to more clearly see things and hash out the struggles of the every day. Sometimes, I’ll see my error in a conversation or an argument and apologize to the person in question. Other times, I’ll see a new perspective in a situation and figure out a less intrusive way to deal with it. This is especially helpful as a mother of two grown sons. I want to support them without being pushy. Being outside in the garden really helps me to gain a clearer perspective.
My happiest days generally end with black soil under my fingernails and clinging to my shoes.
We received our apple trees yesterday morning. They’re taller than I expected and that thrilled me. I’ve still not finished getting the area ready for them and now we have rain, so I’ll have to wait a few more days before I can dig into the earth and remove more stumps, but that’s okay. The rain makes the soil easier to manage and gets the earthworms active. Kat is so excited to get them planted and I love how eager she is to help me in the garden.
We also have blackberry bushes on the way and she loves blackberries. This sparked a chat about the ripeness of the fruits and veggies we get in the grocery store compared to the true ripeness of fruits and veggies from the garden. I told her as long as she’s patient, she’ll never get a sour blackberry. All she has to do is wait for them to ripen on the brambles and they’ll be super sweet every time.
It’s amazing, the lack of nutrients we receive from vegetables and fruits that we buy out of season, because they have to be harvested too early to survive the longer shipping times. If you have the opportunity to eat local fruits and veggies, do yourself a favor and take advantage of that!
I just ordered the final plants for the fire pit area and that makes me breathe a sigh of relief as well. Everything should be in the ground by the end of Spring and I can spend the summer actually enjoying the fruit of my labor and that’s what gardening really is about, right? This is why we create seating areas in the garden…otherwise, it’s just work, work, work and that’s no fun.
There is nothing I can’t stand more than trying to wear “busy” like it’s a badge of honor. Being “too busy” denotes a lack of boundaries and that’s just not healthy or admirable. Being joyfully employed, now that’s different and that’s something that really makes the Soul sing and while some may think I’m just being too picky about words, I’m not.
There truly is a difference. When one is “busy,” it’s questionable whether or not we are actually productive. When we are joyfully employed with something, productivity comes naturally.
Joy is the variable here and that’s based solely on perspective.
“Oh the barrenness of a busy life.”
As I’ve been working in the garden, I have been thinking about what I want to leave for my children. I don’t mean like inheritance, but the impression I want to leave on my family for them to carry on to future generations. Is it strange to think such things?
At any rate, I have been.
I’d like for my children to take from me:
- a love of Nature and the desire to take responsibility for taking good care of Mother Earth, whether it’s in supporting a cause that helps the environment, or it’s in growing gardens or caring for animals.
- a sense of protection over those they love. I’ve always got my children’s backs and always will.
- a sense of adventure and the knowledge that they are perfectly capable of being and doing whatever they want in this life – the only limitations are the ones they put on themselves.
- a sense of openness – to other ideas, to differences in opinions, and beliefs – but to never just take things at face value without first comparing it to what they know is true.
Have you thought about the things you hope your children will gain from being your children? What are the things you hope they take with them as they grow up, move out, and follow their own paths?
With that, Kat and I are off to sow clover seeds.