March Twenty-sixth; How Does Your Garden Grow?

I was awakened this morning by an approaching storm, well more so Molly barking at the approaching storm. The distant thunder a nemesis to be warned away. I did get up and let her go outside to do her best to chase away to approaching monster only to go back after about twenty minutes to let her back inside. The thunder alerting me to the fact that Molly had not succeeded and the storm was coming. Bella was all the while content to remain quietly at the foot of my bed.

 Currently I am listening to the sounds of the roof of one of the duplex being torn off to be replaced. The sound of Spanish words drifting across as well. While I don’t understand the words, the laughter brings a smile. I’m hoping that  the sky being that somber grey, appearing ready to drop another deluge upon us, doesn’t. That they are able to get the job completed without issues. The fact they are putting down tarp as they tear away the shingles, shows they are prepared and preparing just in case. 

The storms that came through yesterday and last night dumped a lot of water in a short amount of time. Thankfully all I dealt with here was the rain and a little wind. Other areas had it much worse in the form of tornadoes. My thoughts and prayers are with all who were effected. 

One thing about it, those flowers I planted yesterday were well watered. With all the rain we’ve had, the area where I want to plant the rest should be easily dug into. I was never able to get it tilled, and I’m not sure if I would be able to handle the tiller on my own. I’ve tried, lets say I’m glad there is no video available of that attempt. I may however give it another go down at where my vegetable garden is going to be once again.

I’ve already declared though that I will put black plastic down to help control weeds. I did a fair job last year of keeping the garden clear, but at one point grew weary of the battle and the weeds took over. 

But, garden.

Our garden is not necessarily a flower or vegetable garden. Our life is also a garden, how does it grow? By what we plant, and how we tend. Lets say that our life is a fresh plowed section of earth. Bare and ready for planting. We chose what we want in that garden.

Plant one, education. 

A plant that has many varieties and yields a variety of produce.
 As children we are taught by family members first, then by teachers, then by the people around us. We learn basic information. The things that will begin our garden. How to read, mathematics, science, religion.

Plant two;
From people, we learn the things of societal importance. How to function in a diverse civilization.

Plant three;Imagination, curiosity, adventure. A drive to explore and discover what waits around that next corner.

Plant four; Faith. Belief in the Power greater than man.

Plant five;Compassion, hope, trust, love.

Plant six;Self care of our health and well being.

Those are just a few of the many. How we tend our garden though is as important as the garden itself.

We must feed the garden through constantly furthering our education, seeking ways to learn and know more. Learning how to discern fact from fiction, truth from lies.We must learn and put into practice the fine art of getting along with others. Understanding that we are all different for a reason, but those differences do not make one less or greater than another. All have purpose and importance. All deserve respectful treatment.We must remember how to play.We must find our path of understanding in faith. A belief that life itself is special, that we are loved, that we do not travel this life alone. There is a light and love that guides us when we reach that level of understanding and acceptance.Cultivating the emotions and actions of love, and gentleness are a path to betterment of all.Taking care of our selves, our mental, physical and emotional well being keeps us strong and capable.

It is also of great importance that we keep the garden of our life, cleared of the weeds of this life. Because they can and if allowed, will take over.

Hate,

cruelty,

racism,

laziness,

ignorance,

are but a few. I’m sure you know more.

Our life, is a garden. How does yours grow? What fruits, does your garden produce? My thoughts, are that a well planted, well nurtured garden of life, yields great produce indeed. A well tended garden, can and could change the world.