I know that I keep bubbling about this, but gardening makes me so, so happy. Something about the success of caring for a living creature, the production of my own food, and the intimate relationship with nature that it fosters… I always find something new and exciting in my garden. Sometimes I find things that are disturbing, like a Japanese beetle.
Toads have been burrowing hiding holes in some of my larger pots. I don’t mind at all. They’re making them in corners and so I don’t think they’re upsetting the roots. They are probably eating some pesky bugs while they’re there.
Today I found baby tomatoes! Let me explain why this is so exceptional. I had a container garden last year when I lived in Whitesboro. When Weretoad and I prepared to move up north, we had to get rid of a lot of stuff but I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of a little tomato plant. It never prospered the same way the others did. It never even produced fruit last year. All the same, I valued it as a living creature and brought it up to my new home to give it a chance. I decided that, even if it never blossomed and just continued to grow as a green plant, the smell was heartening to me in the winter. I kept it on the kitchen window with the chives and catnip. It grew and grew and grew… I had to tie it in place eventually. When late spring came, I transplanted it into a larger pot and snaked it around some bamboo poles. A couple weeks ago I spotted little yellow flowers. “That’s it!” I mentally told it. “You’re finally doing it!” Today I spied wee little tomatoes! How exciting! I knew it had the potential!
To me, Gardening is so Druidic!
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