cultivation

i was just thinking about my yard.  messy and weedy, brown grass green grass, unexpected blooms.  thinking about how much i enjoy waking up early so i can water and tend to one little patch of earth in those quiet moments before the rest of the world wakes up.  hoping that the neglected hollyhocks won't mind.  monitoring the tomatoes.  letting the blueberry bush go to the birds.  loving the bright sweet pea blooms that insinuate themselves into any open patch of sunlight.  cultivating and sacrificing.  keeping and giving.  and in my heart, i know it's not so different with people.  working on one patch at a time we do our best.  sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.  finding growth in unexpected places and withering vines in others.  the hollyhocks standing by faithfully.  tomatoes requiring attention.  the sweet peas and their unexpected burst of color.  disappointing blueberry bush that will not grow.  letting it go, there is an unexpected kind of satisfaction.  relief.  and room for growth in new directions.  such a delicate balance in how we manage everything.