A place

BlueberryRowI need a place where I can feel safe, can grow, can feel at home.  For me that place is the garden.  As I care for the soil by applying leaf mold and compost I find that I’m nourishing my soul.  As the hard packed clay softens and develops a tilth that allows air and water to easily penetrate I find my heart too softening.  We are creatures of the earth and as we care for it, it cares for us.

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