Katelend Meyers

We were sitting outside enjoying our lunch; Bagel with feta, spinach, beetroot, olives and pickles.

We were looking around at the garden and all the work we'd put in that morning.

He was feeling pleased. He told me so.

I was feeling overwhelmed. We had done so much but there was still so much to do. I told him so.

He told me to try to re frame it in a positive way. He borrowed that off me as it's something I often say to the girls when they whinge.

So I stopped looking at the weeds, the too long grass, the empty beds that needed filling, the winter veg that still needed preserving, the transplanting, the watering and the cabbage moths.

And instead I noticed the surprise sunshine that hadn't been forecast, the beds we had freshly forked and composted, how lucky I was to be working alongside my farmer boy, the almost ready broad beans and the spring veg finally showing signs of growth.

And I felt better.

And after we shoveled two more loads of compost into garden beds I sat down and painted a mural. I hadn't planned to paint anything but as soon as I dipped the paintbrush in the paint and held it to the wood, I knew what it would be.

Grow.

Our garden, our lives, our inspiration, our plans, our love, our passions, our dreams.

xx