Sunday, February 13, 2011

somnambulistic gardener?

 
Friday afternoon, I looked down, there was a shovel in my hand, dirt on my jeans, and, apparently, I'd turned over the soil on one of my 5x14 foot garden plots.

Did I commit a crime while sleeping, and wake up after burying the body?

Nope: it's somnambulistic gardening, gardening while asleep (or otherwise in an altered state).

Weather's been SO GORGEOUS lately, I think it's casting a spell upon me, and my body starts gardening, while my brain is still checked out.


Today it grabbed hold of me again, I planted lettuce (marvielle de quatre saison, in the back on the right, 2 long rows) and Swiss chard (neon lights, in the blob section in the foreground). Pretty much too early for the latter, but I really don't care; it was delightful.

And now that there is dirt under my fingernails, my mood is MUCH better than it was this morning. Hooray for earthen meditation!

xobb

3 comments:

  1. This sounds like you're setting up an alibi!

    But there are few things as effective as gardening for lifting the mood and creating a sense of achievement. Not much digging here, of course, but lots of pruning. I love it.

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  2. Mmmm....dirt under the fingernails...the story of my life!

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  3. garden...sigh! I want one! one day! agreed about dirt under the fingernails!

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