Sitting in my morning spot this last week, gazing around the
room filled with books and plants, I realized that I was missing something. The
sunrise. Late afternoon, after a full day in the garden I came back in for a
drink of water and decided to change up the front room. Lucky for me the hardwood floors make everything
pretty easy to move around and after about 15 minutes I sat
down and relaxed for a moment. I liked the way it felt. It wasn’t until the
next morning when I was greeted with this magnificent sunrise that I realized
how important it is sometimes to change up our view.
I walked outside this morning to see all the leaves covering
the ground that I had just raked on Monday. I got a little discouraged for not
being able to keep up with my garden chores. Rethink; I will look at them as what they
truly are, part of the life force of the tree that gave me such pleasure and
shade all season long. Now that the leaves have fallen I can see the foundation of the tree, the strong
branches, and the growth from this last year reaching towards the sky. The
roses that are dry and frozen, never having reached their
full beauty, but still a reminder of the sweet strong scent that greeted me
each and every morning as I walked out the front door, coffee cup in hand,
headed for the side courtyard.
Yes, I still have trees to plant, 3 of them…at least.....but most
everything else has made it into the ground. These would have been in their new
home this last week too if we (the husband and I) could just agree on where
they should go. 
I have more new wine barrels that are now filled with soil
and waiting for next year’s salsa garden. Raised bed gardening now the only way
for me. I had such nice success last year with everything, easy to control the soil and
the nutrients, totally organic methods, easy to harvest and clean up…..what
more could a gardener want? And yes, I still……..have some mulching to do. But the fountain is cleaned and drained, most of the clean-up of the season is done, and the mammoth sunflower house that my grandson Cash and I enjoyed this summer is now harvested and placed where the birds will find refuge and food all winter.
My change of view, I’m kinda liking it.
