Yesterday I visited my vegetable garden in the 30 degree weather. All the work of the past year laid out before me, and all the work left undone, too.
So now come my guilty gardening confessions. I didn’t clean out my beds this year. Not just the old plants that should have gone to the compost like those above (we recently picked the last of the broccoli and are still picking some kale!), but all of the structures are still out there. And the hose and drip lines and the water timer. Horrible, right?
It doesn’t end there. I planted spinach, kale, and carrot seeds for a fall harvest, taking the time to make lovely little rows, water them, and even watch them grow a bit. Like this:
And then my day job became absolutely consuming, along with show preparation and then holiday preparations. I stopped paying any attention to the garden except to pick some random produce that was still growing, and sometimes I even had the rest of my family do it for me!
As I walked around the garden yesterday I could feel huge waves of guilt wash over me as I looked at all that had been left undone. I had just been thinking that it was time to start planning out this year’s seed order and planting schedule and seeing the garden stopped me short. A voice, not so quiet, was saying, “How can you even think about planning the new garden when you haven’t taken care of the last one?”
Then another little voice whispered, “Let it go, melt. Soften in the face of what has happened.” Breathing, I slowly let my traps relax ever-so-slightly and kept walking around the yard, taking in our little bit of land that I love so much. I WILL be planning my garden for the coming growing season SOON. I will also take advantage of any warmer weather coming up to clean up and put to bed what I already have, as best I can. I will find a way to dance away from the guilt and remember all the work I did put in instead. Softening, it is a practice for me.