Dear John,
Tomorrow is the first of the garden work days. Two weeks ago, we started poking seeds in the ground–peas and greens and carrots and radishes and turnips and johnny jump ups. Today, we spread compost over the garden plot. Yes, these steps are backward from ideal, but the compost wasn’t delivered at the time and we’re going to be putting more seeds in the ground soon anyway.
The rosemary looks like it had a rough winter. Branches were falling off. They got pruned and now our table looks like a “Millennial wedding circa 2010” in the words of the friend who came over for dinner this week.
The past few years, the garden goal has been not to fail out. This year, it’s feeling more like a working respite. It’s climate work and community building and getting grounded. It’s putting down roots and standing tall. It’s breaking down the pieces that have served their use and letting them nurture the soil again. It’s planting, and waiting for sprouts. And replanting. And planting another time. It’s dreaming of plans, doing our part to implement them, and adjusting when reality hits.
Love,
Sarah
Planning Inside The Box 