There is nothing quite like the feeling of growing something.
Of planting a tiny seed, barely visible to the naked eye,Covering it with soft, dark, rich, Earth and
There are few Things in Life that are true surprises, really.
But gardening? Isn't is always a surprise when you see the first tiny sprouts? The tiny flowers of success?
I always think holy shit I didn't kill it yet.
Isn't it a pleasant surprise to walk past the garden one day, on your way to move the location of the sprinkler or rescue a ball from the neighbor's yard, or pull the bills from the mailbox or catch a lightening bug and suddenly, there they are:
Your vegetables. Your flowers. Your fruits.
The things you planted weeks and weeks ago with numbing fingertips turning purple and blue, beside your youngest child, his eyes wide with wonderment, his grip on the shovel never wavering in confidence, for he, he is sure these will be the biggest tomatoes in the World. These things that you blanketed with barely awakened spring soil under the mist of the chill of your breath as you cursed the confusion of Spring, with it's warm Sun on your back, and it's early morning frost.
Yet now, here they are, and all those weeks suddenly feel like one magical night, for you are sure it was yesterday you cursed the Confusion, and today, today in the oppression of this thick, suffocating summertime heat, a burst of Life, lively and light and breathing and
Your Earthly Surprise.
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