I’ve been absent for a couple weeks, enjoying the children’s school break for Easter and generally just avoiding the computer. A burst of inspiration from the garden today brought me back — whispers from a sycamore seedling that got me contemplating…
At only three inches tall, Johnny uprooted this wee sycamore tree and planted it into a pot in the polytunnel saving it from certain death by the mower. I transplanted it recently outside to it’s forever home where it budded and is now adorned with leaves that express it’s gratitude each time we walk past it.
We look forward to watching our grandchildren climb it, just as we watch our own children now climb its mother tree, the mighty sycamore in our front garden that Johnny’s mum played in as a child with her own siblings.
Aside from the knowledge passing down from generation to generation, gardening as a family also sows seeds of inspiration within our children that we hope are growing into a need to connect themselves with nature just as our ancestors did through the centuries. We also believe the act of gardening helps to sow in children the seeds of inner strength to cope with whatever life throws at them through patience, imaginative problem solving and personal responsibility, just to name a few. We’ve also noticed it improves their focus, memory, and self-confidence (mine too). But most tangibly, we appreciate that they’re gaining all this while creating healthy food free from the contaminants that are prevalent in commercially grown food.
I’m not saying it’s for everyone or that gardening is the only way to achieve this within a family, just that it’s more than we expected or realised was possible when we started our family smallholding — that is certainly worth acknowledging and sharing with others who might be considering whether or not to embark on a similar path as ours.
Peace, love, and happy gardening,