there’s something therapeutic about planting something. massaging the rich soil and compost together with our bare hands, planting seeds towards the evening time as the weather cools off in a summer day…saying sweet words of encouragement for this life to grow, patting the soil gently and giving some water. gulp gulp. happy thoughts. and on and on, during the night receiving the star’s light and during the day soaking in the sun rays, and during the rain drinking up the waters,,,i watch them grow little by little. even when i forget about them, they grow, some die inevitably, but they keep growing! happy thoughts! magical!
worth every child to experience..