Spring-cleaning
March 26th
Some things never change, and I don’t want them to ever change. Especially now, when stability and predictability are much needed for me and, I guess, for everyone. So, on the first weekend of spring that is “ok” weather-wise, I started a deep cleaning in my garden. The weather was actually not that pleasant — there was some nice sunshine, but also there was a strong wind with heavy, bone-chilling gusts. No matter, it was good enough for a couple of hours of work. I do it every year — either at the beginning of April or, as it happened this year, before the end of March. It might not seem like much, but after each winter there is so much to do to keep my garden nice and clean and presentable and healthy and growing. As always, I started with raking the entire garden. I gathered a pile after pile of dead grass, moss, small broken branches and stems (hundreds of them!), fallen spruce and pine cones (hundreds of them as well!), wilted and decaying autumn leaves that I didn’t get preparing the garden for the winter. All that stuff that is no longer needed or living to make room for fresh growth. So far, I filled 15 large garbage bags for garden waste for collection on Thursday. And I might get at least 6 or 7 more with what I left from today’s raking. It was not really pleasant work, but also I didn’t consider it a chore — it was needed, and it had to be done, so it was done. Simple. And the fact that I ache a little now is actually quite nice. My muscles need to get going as well for the next six months of warm weather and sun and being outdoors most of the time. And I hope for an uneventful time for myself and for everyone who also needs it.
