Every few nights after work, I come back, and pull out weeds from the garden. Doing this is therapeutic in its own way, while allowing me to have a few thoughts, winding down after a hard day's work.
Mainly, I wish he was standing at the porch door, having a ciggie, while he's washing down the area, while I clear up the garden, with TinkyWinky gamboling like a mini-pony. We'd both enjoy it together, I'm sure. Quality time spent with the one you love.
Another, which I thought about today, was that relationships are like gardens. It's calming, soothing and pays you back in little ways. It needs a lot of nurture, care, understanding, some new things every now and then, stays with you through rain or shine, and weeds? Weeds are like problems. It starts out as a random seed, spread by air, birds or any other agent. At first one or two spring up. If you're lazy and say, "Ah, it's okay. I'll leave that for another day" then the roots start to grow. If you pluck it out while it's still 'young', the roots come out easily. If you let it grow, the roots grow stronger and deeper, and soon it's a whole network of roots. Some areas have more weeds than others, some weeds are easy to deal with, some need more work. When you weed, you have to stick your fingers in, feel around and identify the weed from the grass. Often, after weeding, you also lose a little grass here and there, there might be empty patches in certain places, but the grass will grow back again. But, no matter how much time and effort you spend, there will always be new weeds. So you just deal with those, as they come, because, the best thing, is to nip it in the bud, before it grows huger and before you know it, your garden is totally overrun by weeds.
Relationships like gardens, also can be shaped and pruned according to your fancy. Talking to your plants makes them grow better, particularly, positive speech. You can design it how you want, and as it grows, you also change with it, because the shaping, planting and nurturing can be done, but nature also takes her own path with it.
If you're overrun with weeds, you can uproot everything, start again from scratch. The land is always there with new chances and opportunities, and when you plant everything, and give it the care and nurturing it needs, it will always grow back.
The smell of earth just tells me, that there are always chances to change, improve, start new and forge on... and so I wait here, with hope....
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