I have been enjoying snapping pictures recently of my garden areas. Granted they are not large and always beautiful however they are mine, I have worked painstaking hours to get them where they are and I am reveling in that. I will say that there is a part of me that is finding some real healing in spending time in the garden! In the last three weeks, especially I have been really missing my grandma Caw. Being in the garden has a weird way of making me miss her more and also healing some of that sadness that is occupying a portion of my heart.
My grandma Caw was passionate about gardening and making things pretty in the garden. She and I would often spend hours… she was the talker I the listener, discussing plants and gardens. Summertime, we would share garden stories and enjoy the antics of bugs, dirt, sunshine and the “magical power” or placing a seed in the ground and watching it produce. My heart is very sad to not get to share with her this summer’s garden. There is most definitely a part of me that feels like this summer’s garden is a special one, I spent hours researching partner planting and plant types, the time spent was in a way a healing time for me. This time was spent looking at books rather than conversing with my grandma like I had done in years past.
Now as I go to my garden twice a day to water and pull weeds I spend that time thinking of my grandma. Granted my garden does receive often a healthy dose of salty tears as I reminisce conversations gone by with the crazy lady that I knew and loved as Caw. I know deep in my heart that she would be truly proud of me and how my garden looks this year and that seems to make me feel like she is sitting there soaking in the Colorado sunshine right there along with me. I know that I have many more summer gardens to come and I am hoping that with each summer garden the tears become less and the memories become richer!
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