Books by the old Leather Chair

  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Think Like a Tree and Rich Soil

Soak up the sun
Affirm Life's magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first sings of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough to
hear your own leaves rustling

Karen Shragg

I have just returned from my country woods. Who else but One Woman and a fellow gardener would be excited over the rich soil.
My road was being bulldozed and a small site. The soil is almost black.
Over how many hundreds of years has this soil been left to grow rich on its own. The rotting leaves and land being left undisturbed has resulted in the rich and almost black soil. I could push my hand down many inches in this wonderful soil. Did not want to return to the city.
Almost wished I had a tent to see what critters would emerge over the following hours.

Some sharing this late afternoon from One Woman on her Journey


L. said...

I love your appreciation of nature.

How refreshing!

Mim said...

You sound ready to move!
Or at least to start building.

kenju said...

I like that poem; it's good advice. I love black, rich loam and unfortunately, all we have is rock and clay.

Judy said...

Just think what a wonderful vegetable garden and flower garden this soil will grow for you. I know you have to be so excited over this home you are about to build.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Grammie, Mim, Kenju and Judy, thanks for your encouraging comments. I go forward - slowly and one day at a time. We will see what happens. I do know I will have a better path to drive on after tomorrow.

Beverly said...

I wish I had somewhere like that, somewhere I never wanted to leave.
That would be so wonderful...

MsGraysea said...

Nothing like being in nature to kindle the fire in our soul....and now that beautiful soil WILL yield lovely flowers to adorn your new retreat. I can see it already....not too many, just enough to manage, but very lush.
This is so exciting!

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Beverly and Marcia thank you for the comments. I will not have as many flowers as in the past but I know what I transfer will thrive.
Beverly if you seek a rustic spot by the woods - you can come and visit me anytime.

Tabor said...

Rich dark soil...a very good omen. Make sure they bull doze it to one side when you begin to build so that they can return it to it rightful place!

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Tabor, you make me smile. My rich soil a good omen. I will remember that. I have gardened in red clay and hauled in dirt. Built once and they hauled off my good dirt. Not this time. This is black gold in my mind.

lil red hen said...

I'm so glad you shared this with us again because I hadn't read it before. You've made a wonderful place to enjoy your life. Hope you will post more about the building process.

Tabor said...

I would have rented a truck and brought it on home!