the good earth

Watering the flowers and the garden is so good for me. It’s so nice to be outside before the sun heats everything up and it’s to have a few moments to think about whats been on my mind without being distracted. The flowers bring so much joy and when I water them I always think to myself that I should sing to them but I never do. Our garden brings joy to us as well. It’s so cool to see a tiny seed grow into beautiful food. Just with babies, it’s so wonderful to watch them grow.

While watering this morning I kept thinking of “The Good Earth” by Pearl S. Buck, (this is one of my favorite books) and the main character’s connection to the land and how important it is. He has this connection to the land which many modern day people don’t have. I found this quote in it about working outside, they are obviously working (working much harder than me) to survive off of their land but it’s so beautiful:

“…there was only this perfect sympathy of movement, of turning this earth of theirs over and over to the sun, this earth which formed their home and fed their bodies and made their gods. The earth lay rich and dark, and fell apart lightly under the points of their hoes. Sometimes they turned up a bit of brick, a splinter of wood. It was nothing. Some time, in some age, bodies of men and women had been buried there, houses had stood there, had fallen, and gone back into the earth. So would also their house, some time, return into the earth, their bodies also. Each had his turn at this earth. They worked on, moving together-together-producing the fruit of this earth-speechless in their movement together.”  Chapter 2  pg 29.

This topic of earth, growing, dying, turning over and over is so interesting to me. I could think about it for days. Life is so beautiful, our earth is so beautiful. Our time is also so fleeting. But life goes on, seeds are planted again in a new season, and new babies are born again. This never ending cycle is so captivating to me.

 

 

 

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