On Easter Monday Trevor and I visited friends in Blackheath, who kindly gave us two laurel trees. I am going to use them to screen the watertank. I also took cuttings of artemesia, hydrangea and two succulents. I carry secateurs in my car. 'Snip snip, Barry, it's an Australian tradition'. If you don't know where that paraphrase comes from you're a mug. Spellcheck seems to think I should be carrying provocateurs around in my car, which would be a good conversation starter but no good for cuttings.
Today I sowed lots of poppies, cornflowers, nigella and phalecia in the hope that a tiny meadow garden will bloom this spring. I noticed Digger's Club doesn't even give a germination count for poppies and I have never had any luck with them before, so I am not holding my breath. I planted out the Honesty seedlings next to the Souvenir de la Malmaison rose, spread cow manure over the veggie garden and weeded the old veggie garden under the dining room windows.
I have been meditating twice a day for about 15-20 minutes each time. I have read quite a few different authors about the purpose of process of meditation but still find articulating the purpose a bit elusive and sometimes I wonder if it is self-indulgent. Overall I think not, if it will promote calm, lovingkindness and selflessness it is a worthy activity. When I am gardening I sometimes get into a state of 'flow' that is much like meditation. I become completely absorbed by the activity-be it pulling out weeds or spreading cow poo or planting seedlings. I suppose that is a version of 'mindfulness', although I am not detaching myself from the situation, I am immersed in it.
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