i got home saturday at around five from being gone all day. i saw some of our neighbors, but wanted to make a beeline for the comfort of my home, to bask in nothingness and see matt. however, i waved at a neighbor, and before i knew it, we were talking, while our neighbor next door and her daughter walked up. we began catching-up, strawberries were shared, and food was being made for the little one. then we started to look at her garden, finding ivy manipulating other plants, trees attempting to grow, random stones, etc.
we started cleaning up the flower beds. we worked together, our hands digging into the soil to find the roots. matt took care of the little girl. a few beers were grabbed. another woman went to get her own tools and gloves. we pulled up the bad and tended to the good. we laughed and talked. one of the ladies kept gently guiding us as to what to work on next and what plants were growing amongst our feet. our toss pile grew larger as we moved next door to my beds. we transplanted a rose and hydrangea plant. matt’s friend came over, and they hauled all our refuse to the trash. three huge wagons full. each person was integral to the impromptu three hour gardening session.
it was beautiful.
to work so closely together, caring without words, encouraging each other while we dug out stumps, laughing as we tugged at the stubborn plants or were attacked by a branch. in the end, as i finally walked into my kitchen, there was this beautiful sense of joy holding my heart. to see community as God intended and working the earth to see God’s glory, the entire experience was joyously unreal.
now to finish packing….