This time last year I was growing a human and felt like I had no space (neither physically or emotionally!) for growing much in the garden.
I was sad and worried that all the joy and effort I’d put into those lockdown years would disappear. Despite my excitement for my body growing something else, maybe all my garden efforts would be lost.
So today as I did a little Friday night harvest I felt thankful and reflective, not only for my body and all that it achieved (Simeon is pretty great) but for nature and it’s resilience to grow and bear fruit. Yes, plenty has died in the garden but there are plants that have been resilient and have done what they were made to do – bear fruit.
Sometimes are want to control and understand everything robs us from the ability to trust the process and let things grow.
