A marvelous part of my home is the gentle sunshine. Plants grow because we water them. Grass and flowers, vines and trees have a cycle I have watched for decades<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My home in Alaska had plants, but not ones that we planted. The trees and shrubs came with. They self-planted and grew and watered themselves from the melted snow left behind over the summer. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Los Angeles County doesn\u2019t leave water behind. We have watering systems.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And we have fruit trees we\u2019ve planted. Citrus in particular, and I can see trees in neighbors yards and even my own. When they are in season, bright bulging fruit hang on the branches.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s still miraculous to me. Fruit trees were an impossible mystery to my young self.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now I grow several different kinds. That means I have miracles within reach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My orange tree is blossoming. It is covered with white buds, with a very few opened up into flowers that waft an extraordinary perfume.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was there last season, when the blossoms came in. Then the petals fell and the tiny hard green spheres remained to swell all summer. Those that hung on to the tree became the succulent fruit for eating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I look forward to those fruits. I talk to the tree and anticipate what kind of crop I will get each year.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was there when the tree was planted. It was a slip of a tree, about 3 feet tall. Not a baby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not a seed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have grown plants from seeds. I think of cilantro seeds I\u2019ve put in the ground. The tiny hard balls can sprout and grow into the leaves I like to put in my food.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It take a week or two\u2026Or more\u2026for those seeds to sprout. They come up in a two leaf combo, a little like arching rabbit ears. I didn\u2019t expect that, because the harvested cilantro plants don\u2019t look like that. The leaves look totally different. The first time I saw this sprout I pulled it because I thought it was a weed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It didn\u2019t look like I thought it would. I ruined the work I\u2019d done in the intentional planting of the seeds because I thought I knew better.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know they are miracles. An ordinary common miracle, and a miracle nonetheless. It speaks to me as I long for great things. I have ideas, dreams and desires. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m trying to make progress toward those things. And I get in my way and ruin the progress. Hard as I try, I can\u2019t know how everything will come out along the way. I have to leave room for what will come.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There are a lot of transformations between the seeds and the fruit. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A marvelous part of my home is the gentle sunshine. Plants grow because we water them. Grass and flowers, vines and trees have a cycle I have watched for decades My home in Alaska had plants, but not ones that … Continue reading