You see, I had spent several hours on the Saturday sowing grass seed. This was the final major course of manual labour in a previously unruly garden. By now, my friends are probably getting a bit bored of my stories of a novice gardener – I have discovered there is a lot to this hard, humbling but rewarding activity! So the rain was a highly necessary element for turning my dreams of a green lawn and respectable space for BBQ gatherings into a reality.
Don’t they say all the lessons we need to learn are right before us if we are really looking? Like with other things in life, when you are building a new enterprise or labouring towards your art, there are those many silent and solitary hours, hard at work, that have to be endured. When folks are demanding to see the big deals, the commission payments and commendations but you are still preparing the ground, that’s when you need to stay courageous the most. Remember, award ceremonies with all their glamour and drama, are spectator sports. The magic happens when muscles have been flexed, sweat has been poured and seeds have been sown.
As for the garden, turns out I need to interject some of beautiful mother nature’s processes and find a way to keep the birds off the ground for long enough for the grass to emerge. Not celebration time yet, but getting there.