Go on, grow a garden Grow it for yourself for the pure joy of it, for the serious plans and binge weeding, the failures and the surprise self-seeding, for the privilege to watch things live and thrive and die, for the seasons Grow it for the bees for the creatures seen and unseen, for the under the earth world, the beetles and the worm - the foes and the friends for all living things, Grow it for the table for the flowers, and if you’re able for eating, steaming, drying, preserving, for salad and pizza and pesto and stews - the sweetest tomato and the wonkiest carrot, the crunchiest lettuce and the wild rocket Grow it for your kids (or someone else’s) watch those tiny hands cup the dirt, poke around for bugs, scatter seeds, step on seedlings, mouthful of peas - marvel at a sunflower unfurling snail trails, a dragonfly wing Grow it for the stranger that may live in your house one day - or the passerbys, plant trees you’ll never see arch over you, the fruit you’ll never pick, the hedges tall and firm, and the children that will swing from branches, where birds will nest in, grow it for them too.
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ABOUT the authorEmily Clare Sims is a farmer and mama to three young boys. Each day she looks for ways to notice beauty, contemplate her faith and savour the seasons... Categories
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