

This is the year of restoration.
This is the year that the gardens won. The wildflowers beat the odds, through drought and early heat, and still flowered on. The beauty of the meadow has finally appeared, and the wildflower seeds that were collected and sowed last year have begun to flourish. After 10 long years of grueling sticker-thorn and weed pulling, the land has be *finally* been restored. By no means is my job tending this incredible little “Garden of Eden” over. Now I get to step off the hustle-bus and simply enjoy the garden’s beauty within itself.
No more hauling rock.
No more digging out garbage.
No more pulling out a bucket of daily thorns.
No more chopping down invasive trees.
No more tearing down a drug-house eye soar.
No more digging endless stone out of the earth.
No more hauling countless Heirloom Bulbs from the flooded house.
No more tears over lost beloved plants during times of drought.
Restoration complete.
Don’t get me wrong, there’s a lot of compost to be continually hauled, straw to lay out, veggies to tend, poppy heads to dry, tomatoes to pick, Heirloom Bulbs to dig, plants to muddle around with and weeds to tend to…but the beauty of restoration after 10 long years is complete. (I detailed more of the restoration process in a blog titled The Fallow Ground, in case anyone is interested in the process of land restoration)
*breathe*
*exhale*
God is good.
HAPPY Gardening, my friends!
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