We are starting, one can say. My small trials to plant something are starting to bear fruit. I exaggerated with tomatoes in the first place. Visitors coming to a garden’s corner where is not a construction material bump into several sorts of tomato. I made it big this year. We have 80 tomato bushes and they are growing all the time. It is surprising for me.
I am finding out this year that I am taking this garden baton slowly. It is a landscaping and it has to be fine-tuned.
Weeding is an unknown word for me so I do as if it does not exist.
Many things are improving. We have improved the space where we were bringing things after Peter’s departure, as if it was a junkyard. There are places that would be considered a few weeks ago as places where wolves live…this is a place where it is not advised to go. Something can fall on you or you would have to flounder through a spider web.
Spiders have used this opportunity and my inability to enter these rooms. So now we know which ones we have. They do not harm me and I am not harming them.
Their webs in all their forms – I wish to be able to produce something like this. Their delicate tissue, a fibber that holds together and if there are drops of dew and sun is shining on them – what a beauty!
So back to the garden. A bit of explanation. Things are starting taking their shape. I never thought that I will be waiting excited as a little girl for a man with an excavator who will start to digging. We have hills of clay around us since December. There were waiting for us to put everything in order once we have a bit of force.
Force is coming back as well as a VISION how to live here. You will soon see photos of preparation of a vegetable garden, a meadow full of flowers, a space for a rest calling for grilling of sausages, sleeping under stars or in an Indian tepee and wooden pins. We are starting to build all of this and we hope to succeed. Sometimes we just sit in a sofa, take a book, mobile or tablet or stretch our legs in front of TV in the living room. We run around like crazy during other days, me and my girls who try to help as much as they can.
Without Anicka and Vincek who took care of the garden when we were away and without Klarka and Terezka who are taking care while they are home it would be a dry desert or a huge disaster.
We were not able to reach to some places since Peter’s departure, to take care of them. I have my force back. I have the energy which will push me further. I am motivated to transformation and I do so.
It would not be possible without helping hands of my friends, so I am so happy that there are so many around. The list is long. Renda with Lucka, both Lukas, Hanka, Vlada, David and Bara, Blanka, Jozka, Lucka and Peter or Olda with Lenka, Jarda and Jana, Misa and Patrik or Radka with Dasa and their husbands…I am most grateful.
I can add further names this week. There is a handsome Peter and handsome Jarda who know what is needed and especially how to do it. It looks a bit better here. There are no flower pots around fire place along with dry plants with branches, the road is swept, a lot of garbage taken away, wood is cut and I am starting breathing better.
I am happy that we had with Petr a dream and VISION how it should look here. I am in pain how long does it take to get over things. I am GREATEFUL for what other people say – that time heals and fix many things – I am grateful for having that time. Ruins are place of transformation. I have to take girls to Rome where is a symbiosis between things falling apart and things that are arising.
A project Peter’s garden is starting to have fine lines. Those are timid lines so far, as if a little girl is becoming a miss with a beautiful body. It is the same in our place. We are starting. Believe me there is no less capable person for gardening than me. So if it will work out we will be close to miracle. I will be watching everything with astonishment and love, as if I go on a terrace every evening to watch stars. I look at the sky and see ursa minor.
Terezka told me that she cannot find it and just yesterday…as a miracle…it appeared in front of her eyes. She was so happy. I have seen just an accumulation of stars above me in the past, without any connection. It has changed yesterday.
Our garden and house will change too – ONE DAY.
Cartigny, 25.8.2020