I enter the garden, and am again reminded we are not alone here.
Even on a smoky day, the garden welcomes me, soaks up the fresh watering, likes having her weeds pulled and a little attention from her gardener.
Like me, she withers without attention, and quietly keeps on giving flowers, basil, mint, and yes,
Even small new kale leaves perfect for my smoothies. She began with only a few seedlings,
and here in mid-summer, she continues to unfold, blessing all who enjoy her beauty!
Every year she mysteriously selects what plants will thrive and which ones won't make it.
We need more gardeners who choose to connect with and honor the land, rejoicing in even
the most humble harvest. What if we taught young kids to plant and nurture a few seedlings each year? They'd know where chives and kale, parsley and broccoli come from-not from the grocery aisles, but from the wind, the rain, the sunshine, the soil, and their own tender caring. The garden, no matter how small, has much to teach us about patience, proper nutrients make a difference, and the
simple joys of creating something in hand with Nature. We learn what makes the garden thrive
helps us thrive as well. How cool is that?
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