Work has been swallowing up my days more than usual these past few weeks. I’m happy if I can disengage after a 12 hour day. When I get to this level, where 12 hours is a normal day…the garden suffers.
I drove by a community center today, a couple of gyms, and a handful of churches, and thought about the people who also travel for business, and find their peace in a workout, or in a temple, and they can find those things while they are out of town on business. It made me wish there were such a place. A place where I could go pull a few weeds. A place where I could go play in the dirt for a minute. A place to take a breath and sit and pause for a moment.
Enjoy your gardens for me. I miss mine.
I’ll see if I have a draft hanging around to share with you before I can make it back home, and back to the earth.