
07/09/2025
Sometimes things get messy before getting better. What is worth trying for and what has run its course, possibly allowing for new opportunities?
We put alot of thought and work into growing wildflowers and vegtable gardens, specifically in hopes of supporting honeybee hives, enjoying our own veggies and sharing too.
At times, our plants looked like they weren’t going to make it. The weeds are relentless. They pull nutrients from the soil however, we opted to not use fabric to block them. We agreed that the possibily of chemicals leaching in as the barrier degraded into the soil wasn’t worth it for us. This intentional approach requires extra work. Before the sun gets too hot or mosquitoes and horseflies too pesky, I go out and choose a patch to focus on. I think “This patch, these weeds…” as a little mantra when my mind wanders or I look around to see new patches of unwanted greenery sprouting up.
The sounds of these summer mornings include crickets, bird songs, squirrels in the brush. The faint, spicy smell of various ferns, new vegtables, flowers and earth hang in a curtain of dampness before the sun rises. I can feel the surpringly strong roots of some weeds holding firmly and the smoothness of new vegetables. The humidity rises like a stopwatch. I’m surprised to actually enjoy this part now!
The patch of native wildflowers initially looked like weeds. I didn’t touch the swath of seedlings after they were tossed by the handfulls onto sandy and gravel littered ground. There were moments of doubt and disappointment as reality at several points didn’t match high hopes of feeding pollenators. It seemed unlikely that beautiful blooms could be grown in such an untended, dry tangle. Every morning and several times a day I walked out, hopeful to find a first bud. As the days are unfolding, new flowers pop like delicate lanterns. I learn their names, marvel at the intricacies of their parts, and which ones various pollinators seem to prefer. The goldfinches look like perky beacons as they bob up and down, grasping whispy stems. Butterflies visit too.
Our family shares the work and excitement of this new experience. We’ve met new friends who also enjoy talking about their own trials and errors- as well as successes. Sometimes our approaches differ but the intentions are similar and there are common goals.
Some things need more tending to and some things need less. At times a different approach or suggestions on how to enhance what is can be really helpful. It seems like gardening, similar to life and relationships requires frequent recalibration of hopes and expectations as well as repair work. This can bring us to new and unexpected places of growth after challenge.
Thought prompt: How does your garden grow?
Progression of photos from the past few months: