Right Now
Right now is a sad good-bye to a real spring full of wildflowers, cooler days and nights, and that much-needed green space in between.
It’s “We can’t plant anything else” and watering 150 sweet potatoes.
It’s these dishes are from a few days ago and cornbread does not a meal make.
It’s a mesquite thorn in the foot, broken glass on the floor, and weeping in gratitude through the psalms.
It’s a willfull, stubborn toddler and oh no, she’s just like me.
It’s 300 square feet closing in on us and little boys doing dishes and laundry.
It’s a hard morning and I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to the garden.
And so we do.
To be continued…
Good move – go to the garden and breath deep. Maybe think of a psalm you would write as you pull weeds. That’s the beauty of a garden – It lets you focus on the inside a bit.
I find serenity in a garden. Maybe you will too.