Jun 8, 2014 Teaching and Learning

My bean plants are coming up, and so are my Italian squash, my spinach and chard.

Hurray!

I feel somewhat (sorry to sound blasphemous, if you happen to be very religious) God-like when these things happen.  Oh, I know all I had to do was to stick the seeds in the (prepared) ground, water it every day, and let nature do the rest.  Still, any time when things grow, it is nothing short of miraculous.

Everything has a season and an end.  That’s actually comforting.

Unchecked growth is horrible — hence, capitalism ungoverned by a concern for humanity, and cancer, ungoverned by anything except to devour all it can, are horrible.

However, back to my bean plants.

They are beautiful — so delicate, so green, so … double-leaved and pod-dish!  They are synonymous with life for me.  I remember some misty memory from my childish schooldays, when we planted beans in water in glass jars (or something like that … too far back for me to remember exactly).  It was always fantastic to see them grow in utter clarity, in light and water and air. 

Life reaches for light.

Oh, I know it sounds all … mystical and all that.  If you are religious, take from that what you will.  if you are scientific, take from that what you will.  What doesn’t change, for me, is the absorption, the interest and awe that are attendant upon being in the presence of growing plants.

I could digress into the beauty of all growing creatures … but that’s another post for another time.

Ciao for niao!

Dreamer of Dreams

 

Tags: beans, digressions, garden, growing things, spinach and chard, squash