Ag Zen–Rainbows, Poetry, and Springtime
Ag controversies, weather woes, and who knows–maybe your dog wet the carpet and chewed up your socks early this morning. So, with spring eventually arriving here in the Northern Hemisphere, maybe it’s a good time to stop and smell the roses.
It is blue-butterfly day here in spring, and with these sky-flakes down in flurry on flurry, there is more unmixed color on the wing than flowers will show for days unless they hurry.
This excerpt from Seamus Heaney’s “Digging” looks at ways of “planting and growing.”
The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
Through living roots awaken in my head.
But I’ve no spade to follow men like them.
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
Ill dig with it.
to stop and smell the flowers.
Of course, the flowers might be ones that just bloomed in your garden. And it could be that the animals will “stop and eat the flowers” rather than simply have a zen moment. As Kurt Vonnegot said,
“So it goes.”
photos from msn.com (rainbow) and i.huffpost.com (ground squirrel)
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