I have learned that I have become soft in my winter-long break from the outdoors. I also learned that I need a hat for any yard work, or a much shorter haircut, because long, flowing tresses only get yanked on by tree branches and blown into my eyes. I love how nature has its ways of keeping me humble, and the visions of ethereal spells in long robes, long flowing hair, and lack of dirt are promptly shattered in a glorious, messy fashion.
The yard was a wreck of broken branches, 3 in. long fir needles, pine cones, and a failed attempt at composting in our front flowerbed. Today I had had enough of the eyesore that our lawn had become, and decided it was time for an overhaul of epic proportions.
I managed to rake up most of the debris in the flowerbed, and found several stones hidden within the mess to save and paint with my girls later.
I also discovered that after several days of playing outside in the yard, our oldest had collected a sizable pile of tree bark planks, branches, portions of sod or mossy grass, and everything combined created a messy, dusty pile of “bleh”. The pile had originally been a group of 3 fairy houses, but rain, malicious kicks, local wildlife, and time had not been kind to them. So I trooped with the rake around trying to pull the pile towards the treeline out front, and the handle of my rake snapped in two. Granted, it was a second-hand rake from my dad, but it was still unexpected.
I was able to keep raking with the surviving half, but realized that the rake had peeled back a chunk of skin the size of a dime on the web of my right thumb as I reached my stamina’s stopping point… Which hurts like only a salty, sweat soaked blister can. It is bandaged and anointed with antibiotic cream, but I had felt disappointed in my lack of strength to “do more” or be more than I am . But I know that with time, I can be out there, in the dirt and nature in no time. As long as I let my hand heal first.
Perhaps once my hand heals, I can paint up those rocks with my daughters and decorate with them. But for now I am back to less strenuous tasks, even if I am chomping at the bit for more.