During a rare space of quiet where everyone seemed happy, I looked up from my schedule and it was August. How did that get here?
Now mind you I do wander and putter for hours over the course of a week, but the wild cultivated gardens continue to amaze me with how undemanding they are. Nothing really has to be done now. It can wait for another day or a different season.
That is not how things happen in a proper garden. The schedule says I won't be back for two weeks for many of them and that changes the dynamic. A lot of things will need to be done now.
I come home looking into the playpen and putter. That is a different kind of being.
I can just wander into The Land Of Joe Pye and not pull a thing unless the urge moves me.
I get the urge to pull things a lot. A lot of people would think that looks like work. Sometimes it's not. It just the gardener out there fluffing his plants.
I am a gardener. I like the plants. I want to show them off to their best advantage.
Thursday, August 9, 2018
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2 comments:
I too like to putter around in the garden. So many people tell me that it looks like too much work but I don't think of it as work. It is being. Your garden looks so good. Everything is so big and healthy.
Exactly Lisa. It is being, outside in the fresh air.
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