Chaos in the garden
Chaos and hope, on a track of flexing time which speeds up and slows down, according to the season.
This is wonderfully written. You are a poet disguised as a gardener-:)
Such a wonderful read!
That’s a really beautiful way of putting it. Exactly what it feels like: a dance!
Very lovely and timely—uncertainty scares me—I hate surprises, but gardening is full of them. Seems like we’ll be needing gardening more now than ever.
I love the parts about strange times, the quiet times, and the forgetting time.
Rowen this was so beautiful and spoke deeply to my experience of being in the garden and everything that it means, thank you xx
Thank you Lyndsay, so glad this resonated with you! xx, R
How hard it is to understand that soil is a creation. Of time and processes. Imagine a time before soil.
Chaos and hope, on a track of flexing time which speeds up and slows down, according to the season.
This is wonderfully written. You are a poet disguised as a gardener-:)
Such a wonderful read!
That’s a really beautiful way of putting it. Exactly what it feels like: a dance!
Very lovely and timely—uncertainty scares me—I hate surprises, but gardening is full of them. Seems like we’ll be needing gardening more now than ever.
I love the parts about strange times, the quiet times, and the forgetting time.
Rowen this was so beautiful and spoke deeply to my experience of being in the garden and everything that it means, thank you xx
Thank you Lyndsay, so glad this resonated with you! xx, R
How hard it is to understand that soil is a creation. Of time and processes. Imagine a time before soil.