Saturday, December 11, 2010

Garden thoughts, pathways, and a beginning. . .

The inspiration came to me two summers ago…a beautiful neighborhood hillside with native plants and a path running through, a place for people to walk and to enjoy the natural beauty.  This hillside wraps around the base of our street and up along a very busy main street.  The beauty of this tended hillside would eventually help to slow the traffic dashing pell-mell down this main arterial.  The plant life, provided with a good organic foundation, would consume some of the pollution the automobiles hurl in our direction.

The spring following this inspiration, just a couple of days before several of us planned to begin cleaning this  neighborhood hillside, my back began to have some serious difficulties leading to many months of pain and, finally, surgery from which I am now, slowly but surely, recovering.  Once again, I have seen, and perhaps learned a little better, that the course from inspiration to realization of any creative project unwinds in its own time.  The experience also highlights the place we each have in community, a part of the whole, but truly just a part.  While I have been incapacitated, others have begun the work and the hillside is, indeed, freer of blackberry brambles than it was a year earlier.  Trees are emerging from the under and overgrowth and change is in process.

Winter has settled in, all over the country.  Here in the Pacific Northwest, we have already seen snow, and are anticipating drenching rains in the next several days.  The days are short and, when cloudy, dark, gloomy and dismal.  People put up outdoor lights here simply to brighten the dreary scene outdoors, without reference to any particular holiday.  For me, there are many, many lovely things about this season, not the least of which is the opportunity to dive into the garden books on my shelves and plan next year’s garden projects.  For me, it is a time for reading and writing, both rich parts of my life since childhood.

Writing is one of the primary ways I work through the complexities of my life.  I have thought about doing a blog for some time, but have held back simply because I do not see why the world needs yet another blog.  This morning, it comes to me that the world does not, in fact, need it.  I do.  I write simply to see the world a little differently than the pictures and stories that revolve around in my brain, to move out of that circular perspective and reach gently into something wider.  If you would like to join me, I will be glad of your company and your thoughts and your inspirations along the way.

Blessings to you, Lorna
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