May Day Reflections for the Gardener

Reader Contribution by Charlyn Ellis
Published on May 2, 2016
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It’s Sunday morning, May Day, a pause in the week and the month. For right now, the world is perfect.

The solar panels are reving up for another Personal Best day of production (we have only had them through the dark times of winter); everything that can be transplanted  has been; the winter cabbage seed has been planted; I have finally trimmed the camellia, which always needs to be done after every other tree in the yard because of bloom time.

Both bee hives are bustling and the swarm hive is no longer holding camp outs on the hive box because of lack of room inside. All of the laundry is done and dancing on the lines in a morning breeze. The woad is blooming.

These days are rare. Between work, vegetable gardening, bee keeping, meetings, potlucks and art retreats, Cat Worship, and trying to take some long walks somewhere other than in town, my life is full and scheduled.

I usually see all that has to be done — the mowing and trimming, the paint bubbles, the dirty floor, the fence that needs repairing after the ancient willow came down – rather than what has been accomplished. I feel more like every action requires a judgment, a list of pros and cons, rather than a simple yes, we can do that, right now.

Although I love my life, in all of its complexity, sunny Sunday mornings with a cup of tea are a rare gift to be celebrated.

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