Getting Your Hands Dirty….A Lovely Exercise

There is a typhoon, and as reported by our weather bureau, the fourth one this year. And there are two more low pressure areas reported. I thought there would be an early morning rain since they said we will be having “habagat” rains until the weekend. Thankfully, the sun is shining bright. It gave me the chance to garden for an hour before it showed its face.  I still probably need the morning sun even if my vitamin D deficiency is now at its normal level.

Fulling weeds, deadheading some plants, removing dried leaves – such a tedious process but it needs to be done. And to think we need to trim the carabao grass again. It’s growing by leaps and bounds now that the rains are here. The grass looks greener though, everything looks so fresh. And the dried Zinnia flowers that I scattered a few days ago are showing their lovely blooms.

There is always a surprise in a garden. Sometimes you discover something which you haven’t planted but it’s growing there. Thanks to the wind and birds that sometimes scatter those seeds. Last December, I bought some Japanese Persimmon and tried planting some of the seeds. Surprisingly, it grew to a young plant.

I wonder though if it will thrive into fruition later on. Does Persimmon grow in tropical countries like ours? This is just a trial, if it does well and good, I’ll be grateful.

My fingers are showing signs of ageing even if I use thick gardening gloves. There is something in gardening that makes you fulfilled. Remember that peaceful feeling while pulling weeds and dirt sticks into you hands? It really requires patience.

And I just love this quote from Alfred Austin:

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body but the soul.