Every year there is an opportunity to honor autumn as trees change colors, pumpkins and gourds become abundant, and homeowners begin to squirrel away their hoses, pots, and patio furniture.
For some reason, this year seems more tranquil, the definition being “free from disturbance; calm” according to the Oxford Dictionary. The fountains that grace the pond we live on have ceased their tinkling noise; the sprinkler system is shut down; and I’m pulling out annuals at a steady pace.
As of today, when the various water systems were shut down, I am about 30 percent finished with pulling plants, weeding flower beds one more time, and planning for next year.
There wasn’t a cloud in the sky nor a breeze on the wing as I pulled vegetation and tilled the soil from whence they came. There wasn’t a noise within earshot, so I reveled in being in the garden and simply meditating. I hope if you’re a gardener and are shutting down for the winter that you felt the same way sometime in this process.
It’s a gift.
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