26°C (78.8°F) Back to the garden today. While feeding the vegetable garden I was struck by 2 things:
1. The garden needs a lot of work – weeding, mostly, but also more mulch, and the compost pile could use some turning, and the brush pile needs shredding, and probably a lot more if I thought about it.
This time of year I’d really like to work full-time on the garden. I haven’t quite figured out how to make that happen (and Jenny doesn’t believe I really want to
), but in the meantime I have to squeeze in what I can early in the morning, late in the evening and on weekends. So the garden doesn’t reflect what I think we’re capable of, which leads me to number 2…
2. The garden decides what will do well, and what won’t – not me. As in dealing with any wild thing, the best I can hope for is a meaningful give-and-take, an extended conversation in which I try to understand what our plants need, and for all I know, maybe the plants try to understand me, too. For better or worse, I’ve inserted myself into their lives, and I’m lucky to share it with them. I owe it to all of us to make sure that that’s not a bad thing.
I’m not sure benign neglect is the best for our garden, but it has been the best I can do. Next year – next month – tomorrow I can do better.