Give me dirt over a couch any day.
Put some black gold in my hands and my cares will melt away. Let me tug and hack at weeds and my anger works itself out. Give me some stinky mulch that will nourish food to feed my family and I’ll construct a story in my head about how the best things in life are built on piles of shit.
The other day, I was planting lettuce with my daughter. It has been the first time in years I’ve been able enough to try any significant amount of gardening, so it’s been the first time she can remember. I was having her scatter the seeds. She was mesmerized with how tiny the seeds were. She was looking at them closely as they sat in her palm and she said, “It’s so cool. It’s like I’m holding life in my hand!”
If you are inspired by green, growing goodness on Pinterest like I am, then follow me! I’d love to find some new garden buddies.