Q Gift 6 Gardening

I have always loved yard work. There’s something soothing and often therapeutic about pulling weeds. Often each weed is an unspoken substitute from a bitter or restless verbal encounters. The effigy of many coworkers or church members has ended up in the pile of dandelions and crabgrass. With great gusto, I can finally spout responses that were withheld for not being politically correct or biblically sanitized.
With the extra time and access from the quarantine, I’ve come to a new love for trimming my hedges as I review data tables, project timelines, strategy outlines, and zoom meeting notes in my head.
And when all of the aggression is spent, the soil and sun give me a creative outlet. I have been redesigning the flower beds, vegetable pots, and how to put my solar lights into evenly spaced rows so that in the evenings, I can come out and sit and enjoy campfire light setting with my Samsung tablet as I read.
I have reclaimed my backyard as a sanctuary. My own little Garden of Eden.