Friday, April 15, 2016
Well, my friends, it's here...spring, that is. It is hard to believe that on Monday it snowed, and yesterday, just three days later, we were outside in short sleeves, playing and working in the garden. We even enjoyed our first dinner on the back deck. It was a little chilly, but hey, when you have been cooped up all winter it is worth it.
Around the yard, I cleaned out all the flower beds, raked the yard, and took the extra cover off the cold frame. The soil in the cold frame is beautiful, warm, and ready for planting. I had hoped to get seeds in the ground earlier, but with the cold temperatures and snow over the last ten days, planting was delayed. But now, with a week of beautiful spring weather and warmer temperatures in the forecast, seeds will go in the ground this weekend. I can't wait to plant seeds, to feel my hand deep in the earth, and to connect to the land that grows the food that nourishes my little man and I.
As I worked in the garden, soaking up the spring sunshine, Reece played. There was a ramp built on the driveway for his cars, a secret village created in the woods, and a pulley system built, complete with a bucket moving back and forth. There is something pretty darn magical about watching a child's imagination at work, it's like a little peek right into their minds. Many times, as I worked, I stopped to watch him, admiring the freedom with which he went about his "work" and enjoying the pure joy he exuded. It was the highlight of my day, and filled me with happiness to be witness to it all.
These days at home, just the two of us, each doing our own work, our minds focused on the task at hand, are so very special to me. There is nothing extraordinary about these days, they are normal by all accounts, but in my heart they are so very special, and they remind me, yet again, why I have chosen the path of slow and simple.