Today I picked my first zucchini and jalepeno from my own garden which got me thinking about why I love walking through it everyday, sometimes several times a day. The main part of my veggie garden is set up with a small pathway between two giant heirloom tomato plants through which I can enter and stand in the middle of my garden. I can never resist climbing in there and peeking beneath the leaves of the plants. You can actually see the plants, and especially their fruits grow! The peas appear like magic -yesterday I couldn't see any, today there are a handful ready to pick- the tomatoes and zucchini grow steadily each day, the onions and carrots are like a present wrapped in the dirt at which you can only guess. Everytime I investigate the little plot of dirt there is something new (today it was a flower on my melon vines) and I am amazed. I know I'm not the one causing the growth, all I do is watch it! Maybe I add water after a couple of days without rain or pull a couple weeds, but mulching with grass clippings has made that a minor duty. The only difference between these plants and the random assortment of junk along the back fence is my relationship to them and mindfulness of them. It is because I watch them everyday that I discover each new fruit as a blessing. I wonder what would happen if I were this mindful of other parts of my life...
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