Another agricultural metaphor...

In keeping with my recent agricultural theme (and who can avoid such thoughts on a beautiful spring day?) I thought I would show you my garden. Really, it is the promise of a garden...err- that was yesterday's post. There are tomatoes started from seed in my sun room in those "walls of water", to protect them from late Rocky Mountain freezes. There are little pea plants and some little spinach, and some forget-me-nots and marigolds and petunias on the left, budding iris and painted daisies at the right side. But the real wonder of my garden is all the things you can't see.

First of all, you can't see the tons of manure, peat moss, vermiculite and fertilizer that have tried to make the soil something that will feed life. You can't see the hours of tilling, weeding and walling, putting in sprinkler systems, etc. And you can't see the beets, lettuce, green beans and sunflowers that will, Lord willing, emerge shortly from the soil and feed us with their fruit this summer.

Like so many other things, the success of gardening is really in all the things you can't see.