In step some of the local heroes in my life.
They are my inspiration today:
|And this is only some of it. Home-grown tastes sooo good.|
This woman's garden is huge, and the plants are likewise. I felt like I was in a fairyland of sorts, and things were proportionally off -- towering corn and gigantic zucchini leaves, great big bulbous pumpkins only now turning orange; they made me feel so small.
For lunch Alpha had his first tomato-and-mayo sandwich of the season. I've been having a hard time getting him to eat a variety of colorful foods lately, so imagine my joy when he came up with a little ditty for the sandwich where the lyrics consisted mainly of: "Yummy, yummy/ Yummy, yummy/ Yummy, yummy, yuuu-mmyyy..."
I'm inspired by gardeners. Growing anything -- literally or metaphorically -- is hard work. And I'm inspired by people who give without expecting anything but a grateful "thank you" back. It both humbles me and fills my heart at the same time.
Today I'm very grateful. Over these last couple of weeks I've been visiting multiple metaphorical gardens in many of your blogs, and the beauty there makes me feel disproportionally small. I love it. To all those gardeners out there, carefully cultivating their projects, their bodies, their minds; and then sharing their experiences with me to grow and learn from too? Thank you. Y'all make me want to sing, and as I putter off into my day again, I am thinking of your gardens and echoing the lyrics of my son, "Yummy, yummy..."