Today was a lovely spring day. It was sunny, not hot, a bit breezy, all in all a perfect day to do some gardening. Mind you, I would much rather plant flowers and pull weeds than the type of gardening I needed to do today. Today I needed to remove sod, a LOT of sod from between and in front of 21 Hosta plants I planted about 6 weeks ago.
This chore was born out of my stupidity and impatience. When I got the idea to plant the Hostas, there was not much grass growing, it was early April. I figured I would get out there and dig the holes, plant the Hosta plants and worry about the sod in a week or so. I planted the Hostas, but then the weather got crazy, we had tons of rain, it was cold, it was hot, the air was incredibly laden with pine pollen ; as a result, all of this time has gone by and the grass has grown all around and in front of all of the plants. :-( Big grass, thick grass, grass that is growing where I don't want it to grow.
So out I went today to try and remove all of it and then I will lay down some mulch to pretty it up. As I sat there, and stood there, and knelt there pulling and tugging at the sod, dirt flying in my face and up my nose, I was thinking about how ridiculous it is that I had to GET RID of grass in one spot and we can't, to save our lives, get grass to grow a few hundred feet away from that! Before you even think of it, I did not have the energy nor the desire to do a "sod transplant" today. Moving it from one location to the other is just too much work. It never fits right and it looks patchy. It was just annoying that in one area I want it and in one area I don't and those were the reverse of the reality.
In a way, it reminded me of my early 20's. When all of my friends and I were that age, we spent our single and early married years trying desperately NOT to get pregnant. It was not the right time, not the right guy, not the right bank balance. Then when our life situations changed, we tried and tried hard to get pregnant. For some, it took a long time to do so. I remember when the time was the right time for us, -thinking how weird it felt to WANT to get pregnant having spent most of my 20's trying to avoid it at all costs. It was a total shift of mentality.
I know grass has nothing to do with being pregnant, but the paradox of wanting and not wanting the same thing at different times or in different places seems parallel.
Maybe it was the soil I inhaled when fighting with the sod that made me come up with this comparison. Maybe it was the flock of mosquitoes buzzing around my head and neck driving me insane at the time. Maybe it was the low blood sugar I got from the exhausting chore at hand. I am not sure which it is. But there are times in life when we want something and can't have it; then we don't care anymore about it and it comes to us. Then there are occasions when we want something and it isn't the way we want it or where we want it so we have to make adjustments.
One other paradox in this story is that my allergies were horrendous this morning when I was in my house. I just spent 3 hours outside in the source of the pollen and the allergies seem better. I am not sure what happened but I will take that as a gift! For some reason when I was near the pine trees and in the grass, the pollen that was swirling all around me didn't bother me. Now that I am inside, I will prepare to start sneezing and wheezing again.
There is no moral to this rant other than do the sod removal before the planting. It will be easier and will look better as soon as you plant. And as for pregnancy, after celebrating Mother's Day yesterday, I can safely say I am very happy and lucky I did it twice!
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