Imperfection lessons

Some lessons learned from indulging in the “imperfections” of my garden! 💚

While staring at the rising sun this morning, I couldn’t stop noticing my grass dancing sensually with the moss. The results are velvety, plushy, richness of greens that tantalize my eyes, my feet, and my nostrils.

Moist, fertile soil.

PLUSHY. VELVETY. ABUNDANT. FECUND.

“They” say it’s unacceptable to allow your lawn to be even partially occupied by moss. So, I did some deep research on that, and apparently, it’s JUST A TASTE THING!

We treat our environment the way we treat our bodies!

WTA🤬?

We sprinkle chemicals on the soil to kill the diversity and promote the “norm.” That’s exactly the way we repeatedly punish our bodies with crazy exercise routines and harmful ways of eating or even poisoning ourselves with harmful chemical compounds, with the hope of becoming “acceptable” by the norms.

We strive and invest 💸💸💸💸 to modify a normal appearance of a symbiotic dance between the environment, and the soil, and the species in a specific garden. (The way we decided that cellulite is ugly and undesirable even if it’s a normal type of storing fat tissue on human female bodies, the moment they are exposed to estrogen 🤷🏻‍♀️🙈. And we spend 💸💸💸💸💸to change it).

The force of nature is resilient and unstoppable.

We are also parts of nature.

I decided to allow my garden to be as free as possible, on the inside of my “fortress”.

The heck’s branches are uneven and they lean toward my house.

My lovage thrives and will soon explode in 6-7 feet high “trees” (yeap 1.8-2 m high!)

My spring onions and chives seem to get along just fine.

And I enjoy the richness of all the “imperfections,” including my own.

🥰 Nadina 💚💚💚✨💖