My Woods

Maybe you won't want to read this. It's going to be a real downer. I just took a walk back to the little woods. In just the short time that I haven't been able to care for it...it is beginning to revert back to how it was when I moved in nine years ago. The grassy weeds are starting to take hold, small saplings have grown up overnight, garlic mustard is back, the border isn't defined, etc. It made me so sad to think of all the work that I put in on that special (to me) spot. I'm sure that the little birds and creatures will just love it now. It is really their home that I have intruded on and made things my way. As I looked at it, with tears in my eyes, I thought that maybe this is the time to just let it go. I really can't take care of it and Joe really doesn't have his heart in it. I have several statues of Saints there and a special trellis. Maybe I can get someone to move the trellis up to the house and just leave the Saints in the woods. I think that I made the decision while I was back there. I have to let it go and just concentrate on the gardens around the perimeter of the house. My bench is back there. I'll just sit there and watch the wildlife enjoy their home just as they like it. I've planted a couple of red bud trees, a Korean spice bush, honeysuckle, lilacs, mock orange, hibiscus, crab apple tree, and several clematis....along with so many perennials, like my giant hostas. It will be interesting to see how these things fare with little to no care. You know, here I am thinking about myself and my loss, when some people have it so bad right now. It seems selfish and silly to me, as I think more about it. After all, I still have some little gardens to tend and maybe with this off my back, I can make things even nicer up at the house.

If you're still here...thanks for reading this today.

Balisha