When will I next be able to head out to the garden to weed or perhaps mow and trim the lawn?
When Mother Nature says I can.
And right now Mother Nature is speaking the language of rain.
When it is flat-out raining, she is saying “No, do not go out to the garden.”
When it rains in the morning or overnight, that’s her way of saying, “You can garden this evening, but please put on a good mosquito repellant.”
When it doesn’t rain for an entire day and the night before a sunny day, she is saying, “Time to mow.”
I listen closely to Mother Nature, and so far it’s turned out okay.
On Saturday, it didn’t really rain, but it had rained so much the night before, I decided Mother Nature was telling me to clean inside, which I did. Now my house looks like a normal person lives here, and not someone who is so obsessed with gardening that she feels it is okay not to clean when she can garden.
Then on Sunday, since it hadn’t rained all the night before and the sun was shining, I decided Mother Nature was telling me, in her rain language, to trim and mow the lawn, so that’s what I did.
Then, I went out to the vegetable garden and found Mother Nature had left me oodles of peppers, one giant squash, and the first little cucumber to pick.
When I saw the size of the squash, I wished then I had listened to Mother Nature a few days earlier when she told me to go out and check on the squash. The one I picked was a bit oversized.
I guess the large squash is Mother Nature telling me in vegetable language to make Zucchini Pie for supper because she is bringing us rain this morning and again this evening, so there won’t be much gardening today.
I guess I better do that, because when Mother Nature talks, in the language of rain or the language of vegetables, I listen.
Most of the time.