These seedlings are already about 3 weeks old. Soon grown to be cauliflower, bok choi, purslane, mache, cipollini and served on your plate at our restaurant; yes, Spring will be upon us before we know it.
I love Spring and its special delivery of renewal and relief from the cold, gray days in which we have endured rather than thrived. Of the four seasons, anticipation would seem to be the dominant descriptor. I anticipate the herald of Spring much more than the arrival of Summer, Fall and Winter. Even my emotional state improves as the mercury rises.
Gardening has always played a role in that sense of anticipation. To be a gardener is to be patient and patience is a virtue that has no downside. Has anyone ever been guilty of being too patient? The ability to watch and wait for results in your garden yields a harvest of more than just a crop of vegetables. It bears fruit in your soul.
Often when the subject of gardening comes up, probably the most common reaction is about the economics of it; “Isn’t it much cheaper to go down to the grocery store and buy it rather than spending all that money on seeds and garden hose and fencing and bird netting and…..?”
This misses the point.
Gardening is far more than saving money growing your own food. The prime motivation I use is pleasure.
In fact, pleasure should be the impetus for all such decisions. To enjoy and savor the delight of planting a seed into the soil and watching that magical metamorphosis of growth into seedling, into plant and eventually to flower and fruit; this is nothing short of a miraculous gift. To have eyes to observe and appreciate this beauty; in this there is no shortcoming.