About two and a half weeks ago, a friend of mine came by to help me till and set up my backyard for gardening. I’ve been hooked every since and gardening has become a prevalent part of my life. I’ve started tilling, germinating and planting on my own. I even drew the little map above to help me keep track of all the different plants I’ve planted and where. The other day, I was excited to get home to check on the progression of the plants now that they've sprouted. I feel a bit obsessed. I told my friend that he would turn me into a plant lady in lieu of cat lady. I feel it’s coming true, it was a joke I wasn’t ready for. The other interesting thing about the garden was we started gardening when my life felt at the peak of wading. We had to uproot, till, plant and scatter seeds all in preparation for spring growth. In that moment, everything was empty but that’s how things needed to be because the plants not only need a nurturing and healthy environment to induce growth but also one that will sustain them through the summer. Maybe that’s what been happening and what I’ve been doing for that past almost year, which led me to say to my friend half seriously, I bet when things start happening in the garden that something will start happening in my life too. And, alas a direction.
