I had to leave my garden go last year at the end of the season. I couldnt tear it down and put it to bed and it had bothered me all winter to look at it.
It was such a beautiful day and I wanted to let Phinneaus run around in the fenced in area, so we went outside in the garden.
He did his little terrier dog kind of strut-march all along the parameter, grunting and growling, high stepping, then shoving his nose way deep into the ground, snorting and kicking up dirt like god needed to watch out too...lol
I had such a good laugh at the little stunted man, that I couldnt help but feel better...and I turned to my trellises and tomato stakes and started cleaning them free of leftover plant material. So brittle from the winter, they just snapped right off. Last fall they would have made me struggle to tear them away. Now it felt like I was pulling away all the hard times i had been thru, from the health issues, to the finances, to the loss of Story...I just lifted it up and removed it so easily as I watched my little guardian patrol my boundaries to make sure no harm was going to come my way...I surely felt some guidance and intervention from above at that moment. Some from my beloved Story, and some, well, some from what we all call in one form or another, god...
somehow, I think this year's garden is going to be a little different in the outcome...
I had such a good time in my garden today, with me and my dogs and my god....
__________________
Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
|