roots, water, soil, green, time  

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Even though you made a list of things needing to be done, even though you felt the heaviness of all the heavy things, today brought you here, to this work: easy, difficult, green, quiet. A hummingbird flew in and for a while you heard only the whirr of its wings and your shovel and trowel working the soil. After a long time when you were covered in sweat and went to get water, it was hard to remember what day it was, what time, but you knew the planet more closely and you knew what insects and worms look like in the earth. The sky looked like it had an Instagram filter over it, the clouds were lifted forward and close to you and present. 

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Everywhere you looked there were scenes of beginning, roots forming and stretching and moving in tiny ways. To your fingertips, the surfaces of leaves were cool and soothing and sure of themselves. 

 

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Every year it's the same, you think they won't come up, you think the magic won't happen- but it does, and it will.