Every year as the weather becomes milder and the seasonal changes begin in the early spring, although I await with much anticipation to see the blossoming of all the greenery and flora around my modest home, I also have to consider the tasks of straightening up and clearing out of the overgrown plants and ivy in the yard out front, which was particularly robust this year.
In order to mentally prepare for the difficult work of removing the overgrown ivy and honeysuckle, I took some time to photograph the many colorful blossoms as they appeared this year. As usual, they did not disappoint.
The daffodils are normally the first to show, and the azaleas follow soon afterwards.
Once the season is well enough along, I take great pleasure in observing the fullness of the verdure out back, and when everything is eventually lush and green, it gives me such a lift to step out the back door and drink it all in.
This year, the sprouts from the tree stump out front were so large that the postal carrier, who normally parks right out front of our house, had to find another place to park. As I stood out front surveying the scene, I knew I had to take action.
Once I removed them, I turned my attention to the plants and ivy on either side of the door, and went to work. It took me two whole days, one day per side, to remove the overgrowth, and it took all my strength to sustain the effort long enough to make sufficient headway.
All the while, as I set myself to the daunting task of clearing out the robust greenery, I felt a kind of inner rhythm helping me to keep going, even when it seemed too difficult for my body to maintain the momentum needed to succeed in my efforts.
I generally take no pleasure in removing anything green and living from the earth in which it appears, and while it seemed necessary to bring these conditions under better control, I was initially reluctant to do so, and wondered a bit about what benefit might actually result.
A very short time after completing the bulk of the work, I was delighted to see the rhododendrons and the hydrangea suddenly bursting forth, no longer under the canopy of overgrown greenery.
The benefit to my spirit in realizing how much better the blossoming plants were able to show, was well worth the exhausting struggle it took to liberate them. Even the roses seemed to appear with gratitude for finally getting the sun they needed to pop out from their buds.
My work on the landscape outside of me, gave the spirit within me quite a boost, and for a brief time, pointed toward the benefit of clearing out that which blocks the inner light also. This spiritual spring cleaning was just what I needed to stir my heart and soul to gratitude and satisfaction in my corner of the world this year.