Recently, I’ve been busy digging out the overgrown parts of my garden. The parts I haven’t been paying much attention to for the last few years. Mucking about in the mud and mice and who-knows-what around the pond while I try to restore order and equilibrium to places filled with what looks like little more than weeds, leaves, and rot.
And, while I’m proud of the progress I’ve made in the past few weeks, the experience hasn’t exactly been my idea of a good time. Sweating through sunscreen as I chop down “volunteer” holly trees, wading into the sludgy green depths of the neglected pond, not to mention, involuntarily surprise screaming at a snake undulating it’s way off into the underbrush.
No, this is most assuredly not my idea of me living my bravest, brightest, and most feminine self. In fact, there has been many a point in the middle of the madness when everything has looked worse than when I started and I’ve wondered, just what the hell I’ve gotten myself into? Gardening isn’t for the faint of heart. It’s down and dirty work.
In the midst of all this, I’ve been thinking a lot about a mentor of mine who’s favorite line has to be, “Bloom where you’re planted.”
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