My hair stylist once asked me, “You’re always so calm and have such a good outlook on things. Do you meditate?”
Ah, I don’t. I just aspire to, like a lot of other things. Add it to the list. It’s is not to say that I don’t have other hobbies that might offer similar benefits.
I responded, “I don’t, but I pray…and I visit my garden almost every morning.”
It’s true. I wake up thinking about the garden.
And my husband. Husband first, then the garden.
When the weather cooperates, I wait for my kids to get up and ask them if they want to go to the garden with me. The kids and I really look forward to our mornings together in that peaceful, sweet-smelling space.
I brew myself tea while the little ones search for their boots.
We look for new sprouts. We assess damage from storms and critters. We push stakes back into the ground and fix the nets on the berry bushes.
I handle most of the weeding myself.
Not everyone views pulling weeds as a calming activity. Most people view weeding as back-breaking work that seems manageable one day but gets out of control fast.
Most people have a point.
Weeding is all of those things. I just chose to reframe it. Instead of being overwhelmed by the chore, over the years I learned to redefine weeding for myself.