The squash seem to be growing overnight.  It is overcast, foggy and grey. We went for a ride, picked up McDonald's breakfast and headed out to one of my favorite bakeries to buy bread. I am feeling safer about venturing out to get food from local purveyors,  small shops that I frequented almost everyday before the virus.

When I got home, I went out back to see my plants. I was surprised by how fast they grew! I never tire from the miracle of growing plants especially plants that bear food for us.

When I was in my twenties during a rough patch. My sister and I. Both going through a tough time with no direction and no steady income took the last bit of our savings and dug a hole. A huge hole. Working side by side from morning to dark every chance we got, we put our hands in the dirt. Preparing the soil.

We took the last of our money and bought vegetable plants.  We didn't have any idea at the time where our lives were headed, how we would support ourselves, we just put all our energy into planting tomatoes,  peppers, squash,  eggplants,  melons and herbs until we had rows and rows of food bearing plants.

By the time we finished our garden, our lives started to form shape and sense. Answers came. Steps led to more steps revealing the next paths forward.

When I look back at that time, I forget the lack and despair. The uncertainty.  I just remember how determined and focused both of us were in creating that garden together.

1 comment:

  1. You have such a gift for writing Janet, thank you for sharing <3 Hope your garden is thriving this year as well! ~Char