Pallet Garden
With thoughts of harvest
I turn once more to gardening, in pallets
of all things. So small and manageable
as my hands spread dirt
in neat rows between wooden slats.
Seeds of herbs and vegetables nestle in, bide their time,
while water and sun nurture small shoots.
Soon the small corner of the yard
fulfills that pull of nature.
The ripe joy of freshness, just born,
picked moments before gracing the table.
Sating a desire – providing sustenance
for the body, yes, but more the soul.
The idea of
a pallet garden this summer sprang from a random glance on Pinterest which
produced an immediate spark to have a garden again, without the work of having
the large 12 x 12 raised bed garden that used to sit where the new two car
garage now rests.
http://gilannie-goddess.blogspot.com/2012/04/my-new-pallet-garden.html |
I mentioned
it to Steve who just happened to know where to get me a couple of pallets and my
spark was on its way to becoming reality.
It’s a fairly simple process, and there are quite a few websites (best so far) I’ve found to help me along with suggestions
like making sure the pallets are heated treated wood, how much soil it will
take, watering tips and of course the
best vegetables for this type of growing venue.
A quick Google image search gave me the idea of adding another pallet
vertically just for herbs and maybe a few strawberry plants for good measure!
And already
what’s grown? A poem! It’s been a long time since I’ve written a
poem and don’t even know how to begin apologizing for its form or meter or lack
of thereof. (Let’s just call it free
verse and leave it at that.)
So how does a poem grow from my pallet garden? I can thank an online writing course I started on a whim last evening. One of the exercises was to explore whether I prefer to write poetry or prose. Since I
haven’t written any poetry for a very long time, I was surprised the above
verse came so quickly. It was a nice
reminder that I enjoy writing poetry too.
And, the exercise helped me process this blog post as well that was at the
idea stage but hadn’t been started yet.
So already,
my pallet garden has provided a lovely mix of passions, writing and
gardening. All this, nurtured on a whim…
Stop by
again this summer, won’t you, and see what else the harvest brings?