This year, spring has brought such a sense of rejuvenation in me. I notice myself pausing to truly immerse myself in the changing beauty around me in a way I haven’t in the past. I’m taking life slower – stopping to inhale the sweetness and appreciate the majesty.
I find that I’m savoring more – food, company, nature – and I feel more in tune with self. I’ve committed to trying to achieve a more mindful existence, not allowing the hustle and bustle of each day to prevent me from appreciating individual moments. While much of that I attribute to allowing myself to slow the pace, delving into a new and already much-loved yoga class, and thinking more deliberately, I have to admit the large role my garden is playing the process.
I find such a serenity in placing seed to soil, in planning the details, and watching the green seedlings burst from the black soil into being. Feeling the sun overhead as a crouch over the dirt, create a small haven for each seed, and place it in the ground. It makes me appreciate the warmer temperatures in a way I haven’t allowed myself before – to play an active role in new beginnings and direct those energies toward my own experience as well.
We’ve endeavored to grow the following this year: romaine lettuce, collard greens, Brussel sprouts, broccoli, peppers, a variety of tomatoes, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, onions, carrots, corn, cucumbers, squash, watermelon, and lots of bright, colorful flowers. (Hoping to add rhubarb to the list!) And while I expect to have more lessons learned this year just as last year, it’s the journey that remains the best part.
And, of course, the beautiful bounty transformed by chopping, stirring, mashing, and blending into something truly magical. That part of the process can never be understated.