On Popular Demand – Rest is the sweet sauce of labor

pulling-weeds

My neighbor works in her garden

Bent over many hours

Pulling weeds, fighting snails and slugs

It’s an all-day battle

One she knows will never end

But a small victory is better than none.

When I offer help she refuses

Ever so politely.

It is her mission to have a garden

One she likes to look over

To sit among her flowers

Reminisce and wonder what if.

It’s here her love goes most days.

 

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23 Responses to On Popular Demand – Rest is the sweet sauce of labor

  1. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    Whistles!! This is absolutely stunning 😀 both in words and image. You have given a whole new meaning to the phrase “Rest is the sweet sauce of labor” ❤ for rest would be sublime only/if our constant hard work, labor and toil reap the fruits we desire. Beautifully penned 🙂

    Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights Michael 🙂 and for your constant love and support ❤💜

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  2. wildchild47 says:

    Delicious writing Michael 🙂

  3. oldegg says:

    Gardeners really love their garden as though they were their child to tend for. How beautiful this is.

  4. divalounger says:

    I wonder if we feel that way about all things we love–it feels great to pour love into them–This was beautifully said

  5. mandibelle16 says:

    Love is a place many people spend in the garden. My grandparents had a huge one on an acreage. At my old house, my parents had a big garden to, which we of course pulled weeds in. I like this tiny portrait of your neighbour and a, thankful, we never had slugs to deal with. They are gross and in some places, huge!

  6. Sumana Roy says:

    labor of love is restful indeed, so beautifully expressed…

  7. The passion and pride of having one’s efforts to be seen one may not want to have the glory shared with others. A natural tendency perhaps! A labor of love!

    Hank

  8. Jae Rose says:

    I love the title and the gentle understanding of her ‘work’ – sometimes we need a purpose to keep going..and i sense that here..thankfully

  9. Your neighbor and I must be soul-siblings. I don’t have a big garden, but it is my happy place, the spot where my mind can wonder freely and my dreams can grow happily. Gardens are pure magic. 🙂

  10. The last line is just sublime…

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  12. georginamorley says:

    Beautiful acknowledgement of your neighbours determination…there is something about “taming” Nature that is incredibly fulfilling, even though we gardeners know the true futility of that dream 😀 XXX

    • Michael says:

      Thank you Georgina. As futile as it all is we all pursue it with a passion….I think for those few moments when we think we have actually won.

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