This is tough. We all
are going through it, and well, it is tough.
Not going to dwell here cause we are all having similar thoughts. 4 weeks or so in to it, and it is tough.
Last week I did a thing.
I have had a bit of a trail through the woods side of the house for a
couple years. It leads out past the area I call my moon garden, where the statue my son-in-law made in college usually
stands. I refer to it as my trail to
nowhere. Last week I sat on the steps of the front porch looking out at the trail, thinking about how much mulch I need for it this year
and where the heck that would come from, how would it get here and gosh, that’s
a lot of mulch. Not a huge fan of dyed mulch, I prefer wood chips from real
trees, brown, dirty and probably insect infested, but cheap. The local recycling center is currently closed
and well, not looking likely for a truck load or two of wood chips anytime
soon.
Naturally, I decided it is the perfect time to expand the
trail, to make a loop, to widen the new section a bit and come out parallel to
the entrance. You would no longer have
to enter and exit in the same place. Of
course, this is a perfect time to tackle this project…when you have absolutely
no resources and nothing but time.
I dug in, I tore out.
I begged hubs to come and help with bigger trees. You know there were maples galore, some
requiring an actual shovel and a strong back, even a chain saw for a couple. I ripped out myrtle that had long ago been left
to grow wild. It was a solid two days of
work and an afternoon here or there of picking away at some little patch of
vine or tree. It’s a loop, a start and a finish...it's not long or fancy and I love it. More importantly, the grandkids
are going to love it, too, once they can run on it and explore and pretend. I
might not run it but I walk it and explore and pretend, imagine, plot and
plan, dream.
While it's still a trail that goes nowhere, in the end it
finds itself and hey, that’s always a good thing.
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