Lessons from the Garden

My garden has been both unruly and generous. The peas curled gracefully, the peppers glowed like lanterns, and the cabbages unfurled their pale green mysteries. The lettuce bolted too fast under the summer sun, while the mint staged a coup, spreading wildly into every corner. And then there’s the rosemary—so much rosemary that I could scent an entire village. Tending this garden reminds me that growth is never neat or entirely under our control. Some things thrive, some things surprise, and some things refuse to stay in their borders. Maybe the art of living is not in forcing order, but in learning to harvest abundance, even when it arrives in wild, unexpected forms.

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