The Garden Is Zen

I don’t think I could ever call myself a master gardener. I’m sure there are many out there who are more than deserving of the title, but I’m not absolutely certain that my limited experience in the few short years in which I’ve actually been gardening could warrant even the title of novice. I guess some people put a lot of thought into the titles. They wear them high on their chests like medals. There’s no shame in that. A part of me would like to be a master, but to be honest, I’m perfectly happy with just being in my garden doing what I love.

I take pride in what I produce. Every time I walk through the garden or am putting my fingers through the soil, I feel right. I feel as if I’m at the right place at the right time in space and there’s nothing that can take that away from me. Knowing that by growing my own food, I’m doing my part in making the future a better place. At least I believe I am.

Our cucumbers are taking off. I don’t know what we did, but it’s just working right. The yield has been much greater than expected, as we’re going to have enough to last us until the middle of next year at this rate. The beets are also flourishing. I love growing beets, as they’re about as easy to grow as anything out there. Just sow the seeds and step back. It doesn’t really take much more than that/ We’ll be picking tomatoes by next week. They’re absolutely beautiful and I’m as proud of them as any parent would be their child, except I’ll be making mine into different sauces.

You know, when you’re in the garden, nothing else really matters. All the crap you put up with at work, all the social garbage we go through, it means nothing when we’re in the garden. You know, I really think that’s the secret. The garden is Zen.

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