Cleaning Up In The Garden

 So much of satisfying garden work is the non-sexy parts. I actually managed my first clean-up in the garden (my neighbor Rick has been the savior and done the heavy-lifting) over the weekend. Better than yoga (not stepping on emerging plants while I reach to prune, pull, dig and toss) and a constructive way to get out aggression! Above are remnants from last summer's roofers; below a motley assortment ready for municipal pick-up (oh how I lament having no allowable space in my condo for compost) of English Ivy, Star of Bethlehem, Weigela and one of my sacrificed favorite tulips (turkestanica).

Spring Bulbs: The Day After...

Best to aspire to practice the Japanese philosophy that posits...

The Impermanence of Life and Things that manifest its force...may be rendered more beautiful by that very quality.

The Garden is always symbolic.

Spring Bulbs: The Day Before...

Sacred Earth

Kristen or I took this photo in a small, compromised mining town in Guatemala near where AFOPADI works.

The sign roughly translate: "Our Mother Earth Is Sacred; Fight for Respect.