Your heart is full of fertile seeds, waiting to sprout.
~ Morihei Ueshiba
he most difficult part of being a gardener is the waiting. You plant, you weed, you mulch, you water, you weed, and you wait.
I hate waiting.
Every evening, when I water my garden, I give an encouraging pep talk to my plants, coo to the two rabbits that have moved in to the meadow next door [which means soon there will be a passle of them!], and peek into the pot that holds my sage seeds. Nothing.
As a GenXer, I'm softer then past generations: expecting everything to upload, download, convert, revert, turn on, turn off, in under a millisecond. But living at that speed isn’t real. It isn’t sustainable. It isn’t healthy ~ either for us or the earth.
And certainly not for the garden.
To produce the miracle and magic of good fruit takes time. The roots need to sink deep, grow strong, find their anchor. The routine of watering, weeding and mulching can seem boring at times, a waste of time, money, and effort, when you don’t see results right away. But stop the routine and you reap nothing but withered stems and sterility.
Yes, it is difficult waiting in the garden. But there is so much to learn here in the shade and the sun and rain and the drought.
Oremus pro invicem,
What are you waiting for?