It’s been a minute since I last wrote.
I find that I might be shifting gears–in the way I garden and even live life. I’ve always been project-driven: good with constructing a plan and making elaborate to-do lists and usually carrying that plan out.
I did another one of these over the winter with a kitchen remodel, which I may share at another time. But, I think my project-driven MO might be shifting and settling into a way of being that was already there but kept getting overridden.
I’m letting it gestate, but perhaps it will be more meditative, more intuitive, less driven. Perhaps that’s why I haven’t posted a blog in awhile either. I’m in a quiet space.
Absorbing Myself in the Garden, in Nature, in Wildlife
So, at least for now, I just feel like enjoying nature and all the life forms without a big urge to transform something.
Butterflies are always fun to watch, and with the early spring came the hatching of the pipevine swallowtail butterflies. Every year there seems to be more and more. Just now, as I look out the window, I see some dancing around each other in the air.
Usually at this time of year, we are in full swing with indoor seed germination, in preparation for the last frost date. But, I’m surprising myself with a relaxed attitude about it this spring. We’re growing a few tomatoes from seed. Other than that, we’ll probably plant the usual things like beans directly, and buy seedlings of anything else needed.
I feel so grateful that we have been able to stay in this one place for so many years–to get to see the garden maturing.
To learn what has worked and what hasn’t. To enjoy what has thrived and grieve what didn’t. To get to know the animals here. To notice ladybugs sheltering under persimmon calyxes in winter. To watch tadpoles becoming frogs. To notice the impact every life form has on all other life forms. To see wispy clouds that look like long hair blown in the wind and wonder if a rain or drizzle is coming, because that’s what those usually bring. To be mesmerized by the patterns of ice on the birdbath. To sit and watch how the wind rolls over the landscape and feel that it is alive. To become humbled out of every hubris. To keep learning how to dance with nature. As nature.
Has my big project habit dissolved? Has it yielded to just being and enjoying and noticing? I guess I’ll find out.
More photos from the garden
That’s all I’ve got for now. Hope it was enjoyable for you!
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Wishing you all deep connection and guidance and awe. 💗
-lisa