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On a gardening note . . .

A gasp of wonder accompanies the unearthing of my first radish crop. Composted soil cakes my fingers and filters between my toes as I double dig my veggie garden until the sweat flows freely. Swiss chard, sweetcorn, peas, carrots, potatoes in piles of tyres, tomatoes, squash and the sweetest, fattest strawberries under the scorching African sun. All of these and more contribute to feeding our largely self-sufficient community.

This memory murmurs from a distant two years spent as an uchi-dechi (ull-time trainee karate instructor) on a Stilbaai farm. It enriches the playing fields of my mind, while fulfilling a lifetime’s gardening duty. I’m also left with an understanding of my mother’s (and her father’s) passion for the pastime. After all, there’s something kind of cosmic about getting down and dirty – as any kid, or enduro rider, can tell you 😀

So I gladly obliged when my Mom asked me recently to photograph her Spring garden:


A Glimpse of Mom’s Garden


POPPY with STATICE


HIBISCUS FLOWER

Yogi Raman, the fabled sage featured in Robin S. Sharma’s “The Monk who sold his Ferrari“, draws an analogy between the mind and a garden. He explains our natural tendency to think negatively, while emphasising the importance of plucking out all negative thoughts before they have a chance to take root. Just as one would lovingly tend a garden, starting with awareness of the weeds. One of his suggestions is “Opposition Thinking”, which entails immediately replacing an undesirable thought with an uplifting one.

Great advice, with a view to nurturing a mind full of beautiful metaphorical flowers 🙂


SWEET PEAS


CALENDULAS & CALIFORNIA POPPIES


NASTURTIUMS & POPPIES

In summary, Robin Sharma states that “The quality of your life is determined by the quality of your thoughts”. Something worth thinking about . . .

Oh, and a post about my Mom’s garden couldn’t be complete without mentioning Gypsy and Fudge, who live in one of the corners. They’re her guinea pigs – and grandchildrens’ delight! This is Gypsy tucking in, but thankfully not into the flower beds:


GYPSY the Guinea Pig

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Flourish

Flourish like a flower, wherever you find yourself.

DESERT FLOWER - Central Kalahari Game Reserve, Botswana
DESERT FLOWER – Central Kalahari Game Reserve, Botswana

Quotes to consider:

“Little seedlings never flourish in the soil they have been given, be it ever so excellent, if they are continually pulled up to see if the roots are grateful yet” – Bertha Damon

“There are two ways of being creative. One can sing and dance. Or one can create an environment in which singers and dancers flourish.” – Warren G. Bennis

“Creative ideas flourish best in a shop which preserves some spirit of fun. Nobody is in business for fun, but that does not mean there cannot be fun in business.” – Leo Burnett

“Ideas, like individuals, live and die. They flourish, according to their nature, in one soil or climate and droop in another. They are the vegetation of the mental world.” – William MacNeile Dixon

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