Today I floundered in my attempt to have a creative day. I couldn’t find a direction. Everything I picked up seemed not right and I put it down again. In the end, I sat with my knitting and a DVD and tried to comprehend the vastness of the floods in Queensland. Readers outside Australia may or may not have seen the devastation that’s struck our formerly drought afflicted northern state.
After only minor rain here, a mere droplet compared to what Queensland has suffered, I took myself outside to try and clear my head and shake the cloud that had hung over me all day. I was so happy to find that the restored bed in the garden is showing signs of responding very well to all our hard work. I knelt in the long wet grass and found evidence of new growth. If that’s not a balm for a day spent in a weird mood, I’m not sure what is.
One of the things I love about taking macro photos is that it forces me to get in really close and see the things I might ordinarily miss. Like this asparagus spear.
I really thought, having only just salvaged my asparagus from crippling weeds, that it wasn’t going to do much for the rest of the season. But the four of five spears that have emerged in the last week tell a different story!
Nearby, the dwarf beans I planted a week ago are just waking up. Doesn’t this little guy look like he’s stretching his arms and yawning?
Elsewhere, there are signs of more life. I never tire of the hairy little fronds of tomato blossoms. Aren’t they just perfect?
And even these lumpy little oddities give me a thrill. They’re tiny cucumbers, emerging from a plant I didn’t think was going to do much but may in fact bear fruit after all.
I’m taking all these small things in my garden as signs that from little things, big things grow. With that in mind, if you can give even a small amount to the flood victims, those who have lost homes, places of work and, at the very worst, loved ones, then big things can happen. Those of us who are safe, dry and far away from the devastation can do a lot just by going here.