Today was the first day in a while I’ve gone out to tend the gardens and property. I realized how behind I was. I pulled out and pruned. I trimmed and cut. I got covered in milkweed milk. I arranged rocks. Watered. Fixed a fence. Dumped wheelbarrows of organic debris over the ravine. Turned the compost pile.
Sometimes I do all that work and forget to pay attention to the beauty surrounding me. I’m too busy getting the job done. I’m anxious about the world falling apart. I’m concerned about a loved one.
And all the time it’s right there for the taking: Blasts of hypnotizing color from the blooms. The sunshine and shade moving each other like dancers when the breeze sings. Crows gossiping in the trees.
Fortunately, today I noticed. I needed that.
