How Does The Garden Grow?

It's the sort of morning when you notice things. I suppose the first thing we notice is that Freaky Venus is looking nicely EVIL these days. That's her "You suck, where is my supper" look. It doesn't have much to do with anything this morning, but it was all I had in the way of interesting pictures.

First thing I noticed this morning was being all sore, which made me happy. No fun taking a week off and getting back to skating last night was joy. I see Little Evil today again too, and if there is no riding yet THIS week, I am sure next week will be fine.

One thing of skating last night was the FEAR thing we've talked about. I could feel it, getting on skates again. Oh, yeah, it was there. First in my body, then in my head. Really, really didn't want to fall like that again, and doubt was coming in, and that was scary. I finally mentioned it to another skater, and said, I think I'm afraid, which in itself is a really scary thing to admit, you dont' want to come across like a wuss, or a baby in this sport.

She grinned and said "I bet you are! But look how you're catching yourself, going low and forward, you won't make the mistake again of going backwards." She was right. And I am getting better at skating, it's practice, and learning. It's different, way different, than skating on ice. Sure, I'll fall again, and get hit, and take some knocks, but I'm not afraid of that now. And I forgot about the fear, and learned.

If you need to say out loud "I'm afraid" say it. And that's one of the things I am loving most about Derby, and there's a long list. That having someone, a whole lot of someone's, you can not only be completely yourself around, but admit out loud things you don't like about yourself, secrets like that, and know that they are going to understand. And not think less of you. And that makes you stronger.

Well, for a Blog that was going to be about gardening and the very sorry state of mine, this sure went other places. Good enough. Writing about things that scare you is good too. It's like getting FIT. Fall, fail all you must, but get the heck back UP and go on with it.

As far as my Garden goes, come over. Work in it. Plant some things. Pick up all those stick things that seemed to have rained down. Everyone is invited. It will be like a party. We'll have fun. It will be beautiful. It will grow.

Yup. Bordering on a metaphor here, so I think I am done.

For the moment.

Love and Gardens,
Lorraine