Digging through clay caked soil to plant something somewhere in my yard I usually hear that familiar clang. It’s my shovel hitting rock. I work it loose, sometimes easily freeing it, sometimes needing other tools or adjusting my approach. Soon after I often hear another clang or scrape and then another, and usually more — depending on the size of hole needed. Some rocks are larger, some smaller, some pebble size like the tiny annoyances in a day.
I work around colossal rocks, accepting that the tree I wanted in that particular spot is not going to thrive in that particular spot. I move on. Shift my focus to another area, a solution.
Usually, about half-way through clearing rocks, I’m chuckling at Nature’s metaphor for life’s challenges.
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wRighTing My Life 
And there’s nothing like a fresh salad out of the garden — corona virus or no virus! 🙂
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Every little helps.. 🙂
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My intention was only harvesting garlic and asparagus this year due to traveling but life aka corona virus has other plans. I’ve begun with lettuce, spinach and rocket to be safer than purchasing in the stores.
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Very!!… I got all my peas in, and hope to make a post on my Garden blog soon.. 🙂
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And I bet you have a feeling of satisfaction. 🙂
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Did a bit of digging myself this past couple of weeks 🙂 🙂
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I’m not surprised you understand… 🙂
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I understand this completely:) Keep digging!
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