Haiku My Heart
July 13, 2012
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Flowering front porch
Sweet marigolds on parade
Bought colorful Mexican pottery planters on the March trip down to Santa Fe.
Bought flowery plants and set them in the planters, watered them and watched them bear flower gifts.
Bought more planters at the local hardware store.
Got a bunch of nutrient rich composted soil.
Bought a half dozen small pots of marigolds, cultivated by a neighbor, at our local Farmer’s Market.
Played in the dirt, planting the golden flowers.
Took photos of the Spadoville front porch.
Wrote Haiku poetry to acknowledge Mother Natures efforts.
I remember that my first name, Joseph, means "Sower of seeds". I used to garden extensively. Making soil from compost, planting, cultivating, canning vegetables, hanging flowers to dry them. Totally working the soil between multiple jobs along with raising cattle, chickens and children.
I lost the desire some time ago, well, not the desire, I lost the will as getting down on my hands and knees and handling a large tiller became impossible. It was with great enthusiasm that I bought this flat of marigolds, and planters to put them in, and planted them.
Every day this Summer, I see the beautiful flowers and marvel at the colors. Makes me feel good that I planted something.