By any sane person’s reckoning, we just endured the most poisonous, divisive, noisy and truly bizarre presidential election and inauguration in living memory. Thankfully, it is over, though we now must confront the results of the outcome. Because this is a blog about a Medicinal Herb Garden and not a blog about politics, I will say no more about politics.
If I have any wisdom to offer (that’s questionable), it’s based on my own experience. To wit, find a quiet place, inside or outside, but a dependably peaceful and quiet place you love. Go there (even in your mind; I still return to a favorite spot in the Pasayten Wilderness that I haven’t seen in a couple of decades) for a walk or to meditate, row your boat, climb a mountain, sip tea…or whatever, but when you’re feeling overwhelmed, remember that this place exists and is as real as the noise that surrounds you and will endure much longer. Repeat as needed and return refreshed, ready to do what needs to be done. Much needs to be done.
I hope the Medicinal Herb Garden is somewhere on the list of peaceful and quiet places,
and this year I will make it a priority to install a couple more benches. One in section C, west of Bill Talley’s bench and another by the paper birch tree in the woods north of Cascara Circle. That tree is truly great. This campus needs more paper birches.
Okay, some news from the garden. About twenty years ago I started two Aralia spinosa plants (devil’s walking stick, Hercule’s club) in the woods north of Cascara Circle. They’re now spindly (and unphotogenic) trees, about 20 feet tall. For years I’ve unintentionally ignored them because their branches are all near the top and I guess I don’t look up enough. In recent years, seedlings and root suckers have appeared nearby and this year I finally noticed fallen branches with fruit on them. So…next year there will be Aralia spinosa seeds offered in our Index Seminum…finally.
through chill winter air
a sound to silence babble
faint call of waxwings
See you in the garden.