And so you pour yourself into it, care so much, and see up close so much birth, and growth, and beauty, and danger, and triumph. And then everything dies anyway, right? But you just keep doing it.
The weather has turned a bit colder, yet not quite cold enough to hurt. I recorded no frost night this week, and the plants in
I frequently see one small job that needs doing, but after an hour of pottering about I have lost myself in harmony with the earth.
Gardeners want to create an ideal replica of their view of the world. Generally speaking, cultivated plants are preferred to plants that thrive “in the wild”. Hence, they try to eliminate anything they feel does not fit in.
