Letting It Grow: A Lesson in Patience and Trust in the Universe
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Below.
Wouldnâ€™t it have been ridiculous if….?
The house Â I live Â in Â now had a hot Â tub when Â we movedÂ Â intoÂ Â it.Â Â Evidently,Â Â this house had been a real entertainment Â spot for the previous Â residentsâ€”a Â Colonel who Â entertained Â his lieutenants with back yard beer parties.Â We didnâ€™t use the Â hot tub very muchâ€”it was later struck by lightning and was derelict after that until I had it and the whole rotting deck removed a few years back, all of which has now been replaced by a lovely little garden patio I laid myself, complete with pots of fuchsia and purple impatiens, a chimenea, and a garden seat.
One of my favorite things from the days (or nights, I should say) of owning a hot tub was being able to relax in the hot water on a cold, dark moon night and Â stare up at the sky full of stars.Â Â I always felt so at-one-with-Nature out there.
The only problem was, Â I wanted the spot to be a little more secluded. Â Never mind that I have friends who view satellite Â imagery Â and Â I Â used Â to Â joke Â about Â waving Â to them…. Â I wanted privacy in my own back yard, at least from the neighbors, Â and the new neighbors behind my house had just added a couple of 50-megajoule lights to their garage, directly facing my backyard Â and lighting up everything in its path like the sun burning across the horizon in some science fiction movie where Â Vin Â Diesel is frantically running to stay ahead or be toasted. Â Even with an 8-foot fence around the perimeter, there was no place to hide, and sneaking in and out of the hot tub was just too much like a spot light and a prison break.
I preferred Â to have a gazebo built but we were too
cheap for that, so I planted some trees along the back of the yard and some tea olives and other shrubs around the patio. Â Then the hot tub was struck by lightning, and after it became a death trap for squirrels that Â couldnâ€™t fly or swim, I boarded it up and used the top to feed birds.
Yesterday on my patio, I realized that the neighborâ€™s laser-quality lights Â no longer Â cut across Â my yard. Â The trees along the fence line and in the back wooded area of my yard have grown tall and cut out the light pollution at night. Â The tea olives and shrubs around the patio are taller than I Â am Â now, and they form a secluded border along the western edge of the patio.
Years ago, I knew what it was I wanted, but it took a little time to grow it.
Wouldnâ€™t it have been ridiculous Â if, a year after Iâ€™d
planted them, I said, â€œHey, I donâ€™t have that tall hedge yet so this isnâ€™t a Â worthy goal.Â Â No, Iâ€™m going to cut down those trees and shrubs right Â now instead of waiting an- other minute!â€?
The hot tub is long gone, but a pretty little romantic patio is now there instead, secluded on two sides, another vision of something Iâ€™d wanted years ago, too.
Some of my goals are longer Â term than others Â and some take a little more time to grow to fruition than others, but if I cut them down Â while theyâ€™re still growing, theyâ€™ll never reach their full potential.Â Â Some goals grow completely on their own, with little or no effort from me beyond the initial action of planting the seeds and keeping them watered.