As I look around me I see huge trees, dense thickets, fields of grasses and herbaceous plants. They grow without the help of man. No one goes out and spreads fertilizer; no one sprays for pests; yet they grow. They grow wild, they grow tall and they grow strong.
As leaves fall off the trees and plants die back from the frost they slowly decay and return nutrients back to the soil. What was removed is returned. A cycle that has repeated itself since life first appeared on this earth.
Fungi, bacteria, and other living things assist in the decomposition. It is life itself that assures this process continues.
Nature will provide everything plants need to grow; if only we let her. I live in the suburbs and have found that fall provides the perfect opportunity to begin putting back some of what has been taken out. To repair some of the damage that has been done through the years.
I’m hauling my neighbors leaves home again. They will protect the soil from erosion, help stabilize temperatures, provide food and shelter for a host of living things, and as they decompose add organic matter and nutrients to the soil.
This system is a capitalist’s nightmare. The need to buy bags of fertilizer and jugs filled with pesticides no longer exists. It allows those without capital to grown their own food. It allows people throughout the world to provide wholesome food to their families and local communities. There is beauty to be found in this system; we just need to open our hearts to it.
“When all the world appears to be in a tumult, and nature itself is feeling the assault of climate change, the seasons retain their essential rhythm. Yes, fall gives us a premonition of winter, but then, winter, will be forced to relent, once again, to the new beginnings of soft greens, longer light, and the sweet air of spring.” Madeleine M. Kunin
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”