Thursday, March 19, 2015

Weeding {SOL 3-19-15}


Looking down, I saw the little green sprout had poked its head up toward the sunshine.  I reached down, grabbed it, and pulled.

It let loose easily.

I continued to pull and was excited to see the long string of root that followed.  By the time I was done, the string was about three feet long with more little buds of green sprouts attached.  Score!

This only encouraged me to look for other new sprouts and I pulled on those too.  The soil was cool and loose, much different from what it would be in a few months when the sun baked it into a hard, dry rock.

When I was finished, I had a nice pile of weeds and felt much satisfaction.

Weeding the garden in March....The coolness of the dirt,  the smell of the earth coming to life, the feel of the soft leaves of new growth (whether it is a weed or not).

Mother Nature -- I am ready.

3 comments:

  1. Your post captures the essence of a small moment being valued. Finding simple pleasure in a task others often see as a chore. The before and after aspect of your piece brings much satisfaction when you look at the fruit of your labour.

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  2. Your post captures the essence of a small moment being valued. Finding simple pleasure in a task others often see as a chore. The before and after aspect of your piece brings much satisfaction when you look at the fruit of your labour.

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  3. This is a hard post to read as the snow is falling outside. I love the way you describe pulling out the weed. It puts me right with you in the dirt! Spring is COMING!!! YAY!!!

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