I usually keep the ‘personal side’ more out of my blog. But these thoughts have been on my mind as I’ve had somewhat of a bloggers-block last year.
Sometimes the blog goes quiet because I’m busy and don’t have time to edit photos and post. I’m still being creative and gardening but those things are keeping me too busy.
Currant Sweet Rolls from early July
A new dress (Washi Dress) in August
Sometimes the blog goes quiet because I feel like I don’t have anything new to say about the garden. After four seasons of gardening on one place, I’m not changing much and don’t want to show the same photos over and over.
Sometimes life is challenging and full of waiting, I’m dealing with illness, the garden is full of weeds and I don’t want to share. Sometimes the squash bugs eat all your pumpkin plants in early June and the whole row is full of grass until September.
The pumpkinless row
Sometimes it’s August and there is still half of the outside of the house to paint and you haven’t picked up a brush since the year before.
We decided to re-side this part rather than scrape and replace boards.
Sometimes the tomatoes ripen and you have a great crop of potatoes and you’re afraid to eat them, and your home-grown produce wastes away.
Part of the Potato Harvest
Sometimes you’re making pie for your Grandma as she approaches death’s door.
This past year held all those reasons for the blog being quieter than before. As the seed catalogs begin to arrive, I’m looking forward to a fresh start in the garden(and likely lots of crab grass to pull). It looks like tomatoes and potatoes are not my problem after all, but rather I need to avoid wheat and gluten containing foods. As I navigate ingredient lists at the grocery store and as I clean the gluten from my kitchen, I’m looking forward more than ever to the fresh food we can grow and enjoy.
For now, there is much to be thankful for. Difficult seasons do not last forever. I have family, love, community and faith. This season will continue to shape my courage, patience, persistence and empathy. A new year is coming. Hardy winter greens are planted in hope of spring harvests.
early November garden
And there is always kale.