In our home of 15 years we have an acre of grass and vegetation which I love tending. It’s my therapy and I learn a great deal from the yard I manage.
Each season, grasses, flowers, shrubs and trees let a part of themselves go in the form of seed, every one of which is a point of life containing the full potential of the parent. In the quest to find a rooting spot, they are buffeted by winds, parched by the sun and soaked by rain. And they often encounter cement or stone rather than fertile soil.