It’s still quite shivery this morning as we welcome September 1st and prepare for the much longed for Spring.
You can see glimpses of it in budding berry canes, flowering fruit trees, and a shimmering green through the waving brown grasses in the fields. Chickens and geese are sitting on overflowing nests of eggs, and baby goats have found their sea legs and are galloping happily around the paddocks.
Veggies I planted months ago are now ready for harvest: beetroots, radishes, snow peas, sugar snap peas, kale, spinach, silverbeet, and lettuces. Blueberries are turning bluer, lilly pillies pinker, and I’ve even got a green tomato nearly two inches wide!!
It’s such an invigorating time of year and I feel a surge of excitement as I make plans and start projects.
I’ve been taking time each day to linger over tea with my journal, jotting down hopes and ideas, scribbling lists, and giving myself a few moments to celebrate each little thing that is completed. I love those quiet moments of reflection that settle my frazzled self and help me focus on the important stuff with a peaceful heart.
Today I’m spending the whole day between my gardens and my office, getting things ready for this new season.
Yesterday I planted broccoli, cabbages, and a rogue tomato that popped up in my strawberry bed, and now I need to get them all mulched so they’re protected from the coming heat. There are potatoes to be planted, all sorts of seeds put in trays, fruit trees sprayed and mulched, and seedlings transplanted. I do love getting out there in the sunshine, digging in the dirt, giving everything a good drink.
Over the winter my office became a catch all for myriad projects and is in dire need of a clear out and spruce up. I’m excited to get everything sorted and organized so my creative space is a haven again.
Now it’s time to finish my last sip of coffee, bundle up against the morning chill, and go feed all the animals, collect eggs, and get the next load of laundry on the line.
What is your favorite part about the change of seasons? xo