Inch by Inch . . .

Yesterday my first crocus poked his happy, sunny, little face up out of the earth. He smiled at me and whispered a secret. “Spring. Spring.” It’s coming!! My favorite season of all. Oh, I love this time of year. The days are starting to warm up and soon, so soon it will surprise us . . . SPRING! My garden is planned, my seeds are waiting patiently. It’s almost time to get dirty!
With all the ugliness in the world sometimes I feel like we should all take a page from “Candide”, and just go till our gardens! Everything looks better after hard days work in the garden.

Will you have a garden this year? Even a single tomato plant in a flower pot on a balcony can be a garden.

Every year about this time I start to hum. I can’t help it. I hum The Garden Song by David Mallett

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
‘Til the rain comes tumbling down

Pulling weeds and pickin’ stones
Man is made from dreams and bones
Feel the need to grow my own
‘Cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way in nature’s chain
To my body and my brain
To the music from the land

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
‘Til the rain comes tumbling down

Plant your rows straight and long
Thicker than with pray’r and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her love and care
Old crow watchin’ hungrily
From his perch in yonder tree
In my garden I’m as free
As that feathered thief up there

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
Someone bless the seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
‘Til the rain comes tumbling down

‘Til the rain comes tumbling down

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