Because it allows me to feel free. When I am outside, digging in the dirt, the cares and concerns of this world are removed, replaced by a harmony that can only be found in nature. Yes, bugs chew on my prized plants, things wilt and flowers fade, but I am humbly reminded that these were items on loan to me. It isn’t that I failed them, but that I was being taught a lesson in how to care, how to nuture, to respond to what it is that I can, or cannot do.
It is good to be humbled.
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Welcome! I’m Margaret Roach, a leading garden writer for 25 years—at ‘Martha Stewart Living,’ ‘Newsday,’ and in three books. I host a public-radio podcast; I also lecture, plus hold tours at my 2.3-acre Hudson Valley (NY) Zone 5B garden, and always say no to chemicals and yes to great plants.