A few weeks ago, Henry and I headed for cooler climes, visiting Mt. Rainier, Seattle, and San Juan Island. Wherever we travel, we look for gardens to enjoy, and San Juan Island did not disappoint. Since my own garden looks rough due to the drought, please allow me to share the pleasure of my visit to the Pelindaba Lavender Farm, where the lavender is in full, magnificent bloom. I came home with culinary lavender, a variety of lavender-infused products, and even a cookbook.
As we hiked and kayaked around the island, I understood how much my body had craved time in the outdoors–and time to do nothing. One day we sat on the west side of the island, hoping to see some Orcas. We sat for a long time, then left for lunch, then returned. We didn’t see Orcas that day–that would come the following day, when we weren’t particularly looking for them–but as I sat outside gazing at the water, doing nothing else, I could feel myself relax and let go. My flagging spirit felt nourished once more.
As we returned home, I wondered about the flagging spirit of my poor garden. The blistering summer has trashed most my plants, leaving me feeling helpless. The herbs are holding up well for the most part, but the rest of the plants have died or are struggling. Even my salvia, which is heat and drought tolerant, has lost most of its leaves.
Thankfully, my friends at Urban Harvest have come to the rescue, sending an e-mail suggesting that we plant buckwheat in the fallow places in the garden. Buckwheat nourishes the soil, so while we wait until the fall planting season to try again, we can feel as though we’re doing something good for our gardens.
Now that I am rested and rejuvenated, I am ready to help the garden recover as well. Together, we will feed and water our spirits and soil, knowing that soon enough the fall will come and planting will begin again.