April 15, 2015
Have you ever had one of those days?
Well, today I had one. . .
a splendidly perfect day!
So, what makes a day perfect for a farm girl, wannabe children’s author, like me?
I awoke to birdsong drifting through my window and a dazzling sunrise shimmering through the pines which highlighted a perfect
blue sky morning. Skipping the shower, I threw on my grungiest clothes and headed out.
Look out garden, here I come!
It felt so good to smell the distinct odor of ‘I used to be a cattle farm’ as I turned the healthy soil.
I took a big whiff. . .aaah.
With the warm sun hitting my shoulders and singing birds all about, the heavy job hardly seemed like work at all.
Hope enjoyed it as much as I.
I am confident about my organic gardening skills this year. I know a few seeds and a bit of water will
produce heaps and heaps of goodness.
Yes, there will be pests.
Yes, there will be disease. . .
but there will also be plenty. I do not understand our quest for surplus via chemicals. Research is showing that pesticides and herbicides
(this means round-up) are killing our frogs and affecting butterflies and bees.
I LOVE frogs. . . and butterflies. . . and bees.
Here on the prairie, I am committed to old-fashioned hand pulling of weeds, and if time does not permit?
I will simply enjoy them.
After gardening, I went on a walk with Hope who enjoys antagonizing her new friends, Jet and Julia.
We visited the swamp, listened to peepers, and picked pussy willows for rooting.
Then I tackled about 25 years of accumulated walnut shells in the old chicken coop as chickens are in the prairie’s future.
Finally, I was able to squeeze in treasured writing time before the troops arrived home.
Life is good!