It’s easy to forget to cut back a garden. You live around it, and don’t always notice the overgrowth. It is only when you’ve been away, and return after a season, that the garden seems to cry out for the pruning shears. It has become shaggy and lost its shape. Neighboring plants are crowding each other out. And some things have not survived the fall.
It is the same for me with intellectual work. I spend months burrowing into a project. There doesn’t seem to be time to step back. It is only after a project is finally put to rest, when the words are on the page so firmly that I can no longer alter them, that I can finally see the horizon again. And a time like that is always a good time to reconnect. So, dear readers, I am glad to be back.
2 comments:
The pictures allow me to smell your garden!
That's because the third photo (lower right) is of the remains of the most overgrown opal basil plant you have ever seen. It turned into a real bush while I was away -- and is now cut down to a more modest size. In the same photo are cuttings from lavender, also overgrown. In other piles was rosemary. Who knew that herbs could be so ambitious!
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