This Gardener's Life—Grief and Gratitude
What a glorious day! I think back to five years ago when even a day like this would only make me grieve harder. That year, the corn I always planted for Jim ripened but he was no longer here to enjoy it. I hadn’t planted corn again until this Spring, expanding my gardens again. Four Springs ago I didn’t plant a garden I couldn’t see the point, Tegan insisted and did it for me. His love. The last photo of us taken by Ray, July 2020 Five years ago today I entered my hardest season of memories: Jim’s favorite holidays, when he first jumped over everyone to sit by my side, the season he courted me and asked me to marry, his birthday, Valentine’s, but also the season he was diagnosed with cancer and started chemo and the season he entered hospice…so many ghosts await me heading into stick season but…today on this glorious day I cleaned up those gardens and planted a winter cover crop and started a winter greenhouse as an experiment. Me and my gardens today In these five years, I’...
