Respite in the Garden

Weeds don't care about viruses. They grow just as robustly during a pandemic as they do any other time. So yesterday I waded into the garden to pull out wild strawberries, dandelions and other invasive plants.

It felt good to have my hands in the earth and the sun warm on my back. It felt normal and pre-pandemic.

The mulch, when I spread it, had that same aroma it always does, and the back yard had the same discouraging bald patches it always does this time of year.  I'm hoping that our hard work now will pay off later — but, as always, I'm not counting on it.

(Violets are one weed I'll leave alone.)