I don’t know what is going on lately, but the more I try to keep up with what’s going on in the world, the more I find myself going inside. It’s not that I don’t care about people and things that are newsworthy, it’s just that I think I’m at the point of screaming, “Uncle!”
Thankfully, Spring has arrived here. Interestingly enough, the plant growth rate seems to be very rapid this year. I mean, the mint just started to come up a week or so ago, and now it’s a foot high where I haven’t pinched any off for the rabbits. Everything seems to be growing so quickly. The cilantro that overwintered is bolting; the nettle is almost 3 feet high; the rhubarb is flowering already. Hmmm.
While taking my evening walk with my dog tonight, I was aware that today is “Earth Day”. I looked around at the green growth that was everywhere, and I felt so much joy. Even though it was a busy day with work, I knew that this is the last week to plant poppy seeds, and I had saved some bachelor buttons from last year, the blue ones, and those needed to get in the ground. Then I have to move a couple of rose plants that are spaced a bit too close together, and…then I smelled something that made me smile: plum blossoms! It’s such a unique smell that reminds me of the way my grandmother, Mabel Carter, who is long dead, used to smell. Then I needed to get some compost and when I rounded the corner, I smelled the sweet shrub that had opened drifting in the air, just like a ripe melon!
So yes, the world will go on getting more and more insane. That’s fine. I am drawing a line in the ground: I am going to start to feed Sadhvi what she likes. It’s time. Funny when I opened the mailbox and saw that my TIME magazine subscription was about to run out, you know what, I tore it in half and threw it in the trash on my way to feed and water the chickens.
“When the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy, there is always the garden.”