Yesterday was a big day.
One of the cherry tomatoes from the plant we’ve been nurturing all summer long finally begun blushing with signs of ripeness. The kids all stood around our little plant to praise and celebrate it. They’d been waiting f o r e v e r. This happens to be the standard unit of time measurement when it comes having to wait for anything according to my children anyway. According to myself, too, if I’m honest about it.
Gardening is good practice for life. It’s a lot of watering and waiting. Eventually, things ripen. But not until they’re ready.