Dellaca

Talking to Myself
2001-09-10 05:58:48 (UTC)

Roots

I am working on the roots thing. I bought some flowers to
plant in my garden. Haven't planted them, but I at least
have them. I know the "roots" thing is mental as well, but
I think that my problem might be that ever since I've moved
to the desert, I have only inherited ground that has
established roots - I haven't ever really planted anything
that lasts beyond a season or a really hot summer day.
I've maintained roses and eaten delicious oranges all from
my back yard (at the old house) but I did not plant them.
Granted, I did not plant the corn that grew in the fields
on my grandparents farm, nor did I maintain the apple tree
that produced the apple sauce or vines that produced the
grapes for jam. But it was so ingrained in me... such a
part of my life that I felt I was a part of it.
I am in a new house. Moved in June. I am just trying to
maintain the greenery that is already here. It's been too
hot to try to do any more than that. Some days that is a
chore. But now it is cooler, and I can finally bear to
work the ground. I can make changes to the landscape... to
my environment. I can become a part of it.




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