Its a magical thing to get all of your worries, frustrations, cares out of your head and onto paper. Or in this case, out there for all of you to see.
My mother who should have bought stock in yellow legal pads a long time ago always says..."get your pad out and make a list". In this case, the blog is my "yellow legal pad", but she is right. It works.
Here is the gardening post that wasn't happening yesterday morning.
The blackberry bushes (above) are beginning to leaf out.
Lettuces are really starting to take off. And there to the right are pea seedlings that will be trained up some garden twine attached to the fence above.
Spinach seedlings are emerging.
Broccoli seedlings started indoors are transplanted. And the chives survived the winter and are are looking good.
And so is the maple tree out front. I love how the tiny little leaves look so feathery right now...almost like little peach blossoms.
Being able to watch our garden wake up from its winter nap literally right before our eyes has me thinking about hibernation. And about growth. How even when it is dark and cold outside, and we have retreated to the comfortableness of our cozy quilts and warm drinks, winter is still a time of growth. Quiet, slow growth...reading, writing, thinking, surveying. Almost not noticeable to the naked eye. Collecting bits and pieces of knowlege, maybe a quote that has been bouncing around our brains. Maybe a song or a thought that you just can't quite shake...more of a prompting.
And when the time is right and the sun is at the perfect height, growth happens. Amazing growth that just takes your breath away.
This weekend Im headed North, to a little gathering of food friends. Its going to be cold and rainy in this neck of the woods, which will be good for our little seedlings. And perfect for a bit of good girl friend time in a nice hotel, late night chats and quiet morning breakfasts. Hopefully a bit of reading.
While there, I am also welcoming (read that scared to death of) an opportunity to share a bit of my own winter growth journey into more mindful mothering with a few fellow mothers. Here is a bit of a peak into what we will be talking about.
"Sometimes we actually choose the franticness of life, because it gives us an opt-out clause for not facing our own realities. An excuse for not being the kind of mothers we should be."
"Motherhood is a calling. Through our own personal journeys and through our children, God is trying to teach each of us something special."
Wish me luck!
Wishing you a weekend of mindful mothering yourself. Happy Friday!