Sunday, May 30, 2010

Pulling weeds. A life lesson?

Yard work. It's been in the back of my mind, the front of my mind, and generally nagging me for about three days now. Each day I thought about and planned on getting out there. Each day I found something else to do. One day I did nothing but "veg" out. It was 92 degrees and HOT! So this morning I wake up to a brisk nippy morning. Perfect for yard work.

Unsure of what the resistance is of late. Perhaps it's because we are selling this house and now the yard work occurs as a have to versus a want to. Anyone who owns a home knows that you have to do yard work. It's a given. If you're averse to yard work you do not buy a home with a yard or you plan on paying someone to do it. The notion of yard work then transforms, either into a want to or a non-concern.

As a homeowner, the have to transforms when you dream about what new perennial to add to the garden or how to outline the garden path with something interesting and low maintenance -- the chore dissolves into creation. Visualizing the outcome. Designing a little patch of organic heaven right in your own backyard. Merging a deck into the landscape seamlessly.

Now, I will not be here to watch the daffodils and tulips emerge, the peonies blossom, the cherry tree sprout it's small white fragrant flowers. No future to live into with this yard anymore.

What there is however, is a sense of pride. Presenting this house to it's best advantage. Honoring the love that went into this yard. Bringing all the thoughtful additions to the foreground -- a fluid lawn that ebbs and weaves around river rock. The split rail fence that was placed strategically to stop cars from driving across the lawn. Low water bushes to soften the expanse of rock and add visual effect. Creating a sense of lushness without using precious water.

Now the lawn is mowed and the weeds are gone. I am filled with a sense of fulfillment and pride. This lovely little house expresses love. Funny how weeding provides such mental solace. Each one plucked with a sense of purpose.

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