Augury

Happy morning Travellers,

Today is Thursday for those of you keeping score at home…

Yesterday evening, I planted what I am referring as Phase 2 of my garden. I did my initial early planting, then last night filled it in with more veggies and flowers and lastly will plant some succulents. That is Phase 3. Those are not in stock yet at my local nursery.

And I’m sure by now you are thinking, “yea, yea, garden, blah blah blah, fabulous blah blah blah, happy happy joy joy stupid f*cking bunnies,” BUT really it IS that awesome. Gardening is just SO GOOD. As I was standing in front of my rather humble garden last night, I said out loud to my dog Lou, “THIS is the most wonderful time of the year!!” Not Christmas. Not for me. Right now.

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A time to sow

Buona Serata Travellers,

(That’s good evening in Italian…in honor of Italy and Little Italy in NYC.)

This one is  gonna be a little experimental tonight, because why not?

 

I discovered something wonderful today that just made me so… so something I cannot describe with one word….

It’s the feeling that comes with the discovery of new life, it’s hope, optimism, joy, and belief that life always find a way. It all begins again.

It’s a sort of hello that you feel as the corners of your mouth draw back into the most earnest of grins. The toothy kind that comes with a giggle.

It’s the acknowledgment that we are not alone here, not just human here, this is a shared space with other life. We are the caretakers of this place, many lives depend on us.

It’s the warmth of the responsibility to nurture new life in the face of adversity. Because there will be much adversity. There will always be adversity. So we must guard tenderness.

It’s knowing the attempt is worth it. The fruit of your labors may be small, but that size will not matter. Doing and trying something new is a form of magic unlike any other.

It’s the knowing that everything has a beginning, isn’t that the best part, the beginning. It’s the part of our movie reel that we play over and over in our minds when the end has arrived.

It’s sweetness seeping into in every corner of your saddened, tired, hardened soul.

I can feel it’s time now for things to grow again. The best part of the year is now. No viral apocalypse can stop the seasons, the sun will not be denied it’s due seasonal  shift in the skies. Call it a solar reckoning.

What must is be like to begin as a seed? To be buried in the dark, an eventual surrender that cracks you wide open as you reach towards the light of an uncertain world through the smallest crevice…

 

 

Here is what I saw or rather what I am sowing:

 

 

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Look at that little guy…

Now look at this little congregation…

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No matter how many gardens I have planted, this part never gets old. And these are my first seeds, it’s been maybe a week.

We will be okay, do you hear me, my grandma was always right, everything works out in the end. Every time. Right now, we are just in the dark, but look closely, because the light will find a way in, and we will reach…

 

Return to Eden

Buenos Noches Travellers,

It’s early evening here and I’ve had a rather lazy uneventful kind of Sunday, how about you? Outside of chores around the house and a kettle bell work out, the only other great adventure to report is spending time lying on my back patio in the sun after tending to my little sprouting garden. It’s been a beautiful day outside, the birds are singing, the grass is growing and things are budding…You’d never know from the looks of the weather that humanity was in a global free fall.

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Damn, it’s blooming…

Buenas Tardes Travellers,

Last Friday afternoon at work, I noticed something most delightfully unexpected…Wait, let’s back that up…If you will recall, I had a glorious outdoor table garden this summer. Veggies, strawberries, tomatoes, flowers, cacti and one little survivor of a blueberry bush. That little guy was an act of serious faith when I repotted him in April. He appeared to be near dead, all brown sticks, no signs of returning life, but I thought why not try…and he grew so big. SO BIG, like five pant sizes.

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EDEN

Good morning Travellers,

Not as early as I had hoped to be honest. I have a list of things I’m working on changing and getting up at 5am is one of those things. So far, no dice, I mean I got up in the 5 o’clock hour but not quite on the bullseye yet…trying again tomorrow…

Let’s talk about growth, because there is change and then there is growing…one of the small joys of my life is my garden. And when I’m out in my little patio garden THIS is the song I think of..it’s a joy song..

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