I’ve been working from home more than usual lately and it’s been such a treat. I’m sure work will heat up again soon, so I’ve begun savoring some of the small rituals I’ve formed over the last couple of weeks.
Like outside time with Tex. Every day around 4:30 or so, we close the laptop lid and head outside for some quality time. I sit for a few minutes just soaking up the wind, Tex wanders around exploring the new smells in the wind. Then he and I make our rounds in the flower beds. Check to make sure the frost-damaged Plumbago is actually growing back. Check to make sure the newly planted lavender isn’t getting over-watered. Admire how the vegetable garden (my first!) is progressing. We have a running joke in the house now. Last week when Nathan got home I excitedly told him, “I swear the vegetables have grown today!” So now we remark every day now on their bold growth.
I still sit on our patio and sigh with relief that our new landscape bushes and trees are thriving. I was worried all winter, especially about our trees. The trees were my treat to myself: two crepe myrtles, a Bradford pear, and a Japanese Maple. The pear and maple trees looked so scrawny over the winter I was convinced I had killed them. I was almost distraught thinking they were dead. But, alas, they are full and green and beautiful. The feeling of relief (and is it pride?) that these plants in my care are once again blossoming is so strong. I can already hear the maple leaves shuffling together in the wind. My little piece of heaven.
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