Yesterday I spent the whole day planting a very small garden. The weather was hot and steamy. I had to rest a lot. By the time the plants were in I was all heated up and that seemed to put an end to my muscle and bone pain at least for the time being. The job was strenuous but I felt like it helped. Smelling the fresh herbs made me hungry for vegetables already in my freezer. It was quit inspiring to work with the dirt, dig up the roots and weeds and to prepare the soil. The plants seemed to appreciate getting out of the tight pots and into the wet, rich dirt.
It has been a long time since I had a garden. I spend a lot of time in nature but just never put in the effort in my own little back yard. I have a shed filled to the brim with gardening things, pots, tools, gloves, hangers and dirt left over from my gardening exploits. I skipped a year due to surgery. I felt a lot of healing working with living things and meeting their simple needs. I am planning on spending a lot of time out there. I will see about the grass and the stones. There are a lot of pavers that are not being utilized properly.
My garden "vision" is probably much more extensive than I can really handle, especially when the temperature is 90 degrees, but I did a lot more than I thought I could. I will keep up the work and hope for a successful garden and better health.