Return to the Land

Morning Mist over Sugarbeets

Morning Mist over Sugarbeets

Deep within me resides the longing to return to the land. I suppose growing up on ten acres in the Midwest planted those seeds. I have fond memories of digging my toes into cool freshly tilled soil and running unrestrained through rural vistas void of concrete obstacles. Transplanted by marriage from north to south; from country to city, and eventually suburbia, I gradually adapted to smaller spaces, but the fondness of good soil, the dependable turn of seasons, and the unbridled love of space never left.

Retired

Retired

This summer presented the opportunity to once again visit the land of my youth. There on my cousin’s farm, I grappled with a tiller as it tore up chunks of hardened sod and quack grass. Working side by side, I helped to clear her beloved memory garden. It sits apart, surrounded by fields under a tree where her son loved to camp. There the wind tussled our hair as we talked and sorted out the myriad of memories that it bore, some joyful and others too terrible to keep. She showed me how to divide clumps of miniature iris for the garden’s border. Then I dug little holes and planted two long rows of the leafy bulbs. Finally, we watered them in with jugs brought from the farm.

Delphiniums and Soybeans

Delphiniums and Soybeans

One day’s labor cannot create a garden, but we made a start. I pray that the work shared on this little patch of ground will produce along with its tribute of flowers the fruit of comfort and healing in my cousin’s heart. For me, reconnecting with family and the land I so love should keep me for awhile—I think.

Day's Done

Day's Done

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5 thoughts on “Return to the Land

  1. Your photos and your lovely tribute to that which keeps us grounded caught my eye. No farms – no food. That simple. We need to return to the earlier wisdom of culturing that which sustains us on so many levels. Not sure where you live, since I just happened across your entry, but I have heard there is a trend amongst suburbanites to grow things in small spaces and to even raise chickens in the city. Sounds like fun. Personally, I raise a lot of garlic, amongst other things. You can find me at http://www.barbolian.com, in addition to my WordPress blogs. Thank you for sharing.

  2. You have such a way with words and pictures – so much talent! We all enjoyed visiting with you immensely and are so greatful you were able to stop by on your drive home. I think I have the same feelings for the land as you do. Something about being out in nature and seeing things grow just makes me feel alive and happy inside! Thank you for sharing and keep up the awesome work!

  3. Oh those photos!! They just take your breath away! You know me–I adore all this farmy stuff! We’re enjoying the fruits of our labor shelling peas and slicing strawberries we picked earlier this week. Heather just grabbed the crate of peas and headed for a shade tree…I followed right behind! I never knew that strawberries and sweet peas were such a delectable combination! Glad your trip went safely! It’s wonderful to have you blogging again!

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