How I’ve missed the days when I could putter around and uproot some stubborn weeds growing side by side with our garden plants. This morning, I joined hubby in trimming our overgrown carabao grass and that means three weeks is long enough for it to stay uncut. Yesterday, my son cleaned our small pond. Sadly, we lost another Koi when he transferred them to a smaller drum while cleaning and replacing the greenish water of the pond. It’s like fall here, our avocado tree is replacing its leaves with flowers in almost all tips and branches. We normally sweep them clean morning and afternoon. Such a daunting task at times but its okay, that’s another reason to stay in the garden a little longer.
The sun was hot on our backs at 7:30am so we didn’t stay long. This afternoon, we finished the task of cutting the grass. I love the smell of newly cut grass. It gives me the feeling of being home and you can walk barefoot and nobody would mind except maybe our three dogs and our four-month old puppy. They think the garden is their territory and when they see you so relaxed reading or just cloud-watching, they would watch and wait for just one small gesture that they are welcome to join you, romping like crazy. They are a joy to watch but disastrous for our small garden. I took some shots of it before it gets dark experimenting with the subdued light of sunset and dusk.
The peace and serenity just watching the curved path and the even length of the newly cut grass is a welcome blessing. One could find such happiness here. You can never resist the temptation of pulling a weed or smelling a lovely bloom. Such surprises you find makes one stay in a garden worth all the aching back and soiled hands and fingers.
John Ruskin has aptly described it when he said,”The highest reward for man’s toil is not what he gets for it, but what he becomes by it”.
Truly, the garden is a place to feel the beauty of silence and solitude.