Broccoli Seeds and Poetry

I just started some broccoli seeds inside and set them on the dining room table in the sun and they’re doing great!

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I can’t wait to have fresh broccoli growing in our garden.

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This is just the start, I’m also reading up on gardening and learning a lot of different ideas and approaches that will be interesting to implement. Hopefully it will get warm enough to actually work in the garden soon!

This is a poem by Rainer Maria Rilke that really stuck out to me the other day and has a lot to do with the beauty and truth inherent in nature.

How surely gravity’s law,
strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of even the strongest thing
and pulls it toward the heart of the world.
Each thing –
each stone, blossom, child –
is held in place.
Only we, in our arrogance,
push out beyond what we belong to
for some empty freedom.
If we surrendered
to earth’s intelligence
we could rise up rooted, like trees.
Instead we entangle ourselves
in knots of our own making
and struggle, lonely and confused.
So, like children, we begin again
to learn from the things,
because they are in God’s heart;
they have never left him.
This is what the things can teach us:
to fall,
patiently to trust our heaviness.
Even a bird has to do that
before he can fly.
-Lindsay R.

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