Archive for the Growing Things Category

Reworking – Moment by Moment

Posted in All Our Dreams, Autumn Wilder, Book Love, Growing Things, Music Love, Writer Mama on June 22, 2009 by Michelle Taylor
  • She’s lost another tooth.  The lack of any baby-ness in her face and attitude right now is scaring the crap out of me.  My tool box feels dusty.  Old ways of doing are rapidly becoming extinct.  NEED NEW TOOLS NOW!

Autumn 1


  • My garden is one of the most amazing pieces of art I’ve ever created.  Truly the essence of what beauty is.  What a little seed can do.  Climbing just like my girl into adolescence.  They are both shaking me to my very core every time I look their way.


  • Thinking of Pa, Dad and Don today.  And the way that I am becoming more and more entangled in the web of him-hood.  I’ve always been a girl of girls, women surrounding women, only letting in the few men in my life.  For the first time, I’m opening to the possibility.  Loss allows for so much newness.
  • The day dad had his heart attack I stopped cleaning my house.  I’m not sure what this is about and what to do other than keep closing doors when people come over.  Priorities, the whiff of possible mortality in the air, carrying more and more terrifying sadness with me day to day?  I don’t have the answer but I must figure this out soon.
  • Writing.  I thought I would quit you.  But then all of a sudden, my fingers ache to word-play all day long.  It’s been my computer and me for days, reworking my head into something I can live with.  Hopefully.
  • Poetry and music have taken over my entire synapses.  It must be Solstice romancing me back to the earth.  (As I wrote that last sentence, thunder rolled and lightening struck.  Must be an omen.)


Wild Geese

by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.


Of Healing and Growth

Posted in All Our Dreams, Growing Things, People We Love on June 1, 2009 by Michelle Taylor

Our garden is bursting just as our hearts are bursting.  Most days, you can see us peeking out the window or traipsing around the garden’s edges, checking on each leaf, each flower.  So far, in various stages,  we have spinach, peas, various tomatoes, watermelon, pumpkins, tomatillos, egg plant, acorn squash, various sunflowers, radishes, carrots, basil and many other herbs.  All powerful we are, growing our own food.


Food that we plan to share.  Spinach and carrots for dad who has literally healed his heart with vegetables and walking.  Dad’s heart is now working at 50%.  Most hearts work at 55-60%.  After his heart attack Dad’s heart was working at 35% and the doctors didn’t know if it would get any better.  But he is living proof that diet and exercise can change your life.  He is determined to get it back to working to its full potential.  With this renewed heart, Dad is savoring every moment.  You can see his love radiating from his every pore.  Heart attacks are bad, very bad, devastating monsters but I believe we have more of dad today than we did before that horrendous April morning when none of us knew what his fate would be.


So, we’re growing our tomatoes and our hearts, big and red and strong.  The vibration we feel from our own beating hearts and that of the earth itself is the same.  Toiling the soil is giving us moments of pause.  Our day slows as we watch for each new opening flower, each new sprouting leaf.  Today we watched as the purple of the radishes began to show in the black dirt and the yellow flowers of a beginning tomato open.  Each day is something new, something fresh, something we didn’t have the day before.

One Sunny Spot

Posted in Growing Things, Making Things on May 11, 2009 by Michelle Taylor

We live on Dead Horse Canyon, one of the largest green belts in Seattle.  When you stand on our back porch and look out, you sort of forget that you live in Seattle.  You feel a bit like you’re camping instead.

This is why we bought our house.  Really.  The single reason.  And we LOVE it.  But this means that there is really only one spot in our entire yard that isn’t in complete shade.  This spot has previously been a driveway.  But it is no more.

I tried to create a garden in the back a few years ago but nothing grew due to lack of sun.  So now, we have a 12′ by 16′ (ish) garden spot, in direct sunlight, smack dab in our front yard.  Made of completely recycled and FREE materials. – thanks to our wonderful friend Jason.  We banged it together and it turned out beautifully.  Now it just needs to grow!

I also need to figure out how to keep the dog and the kid out until the plants are at least a little sturdy.  The minute Autumn saw it put together, she nearly passed out at the idea of a “giant dog pound.”  She nearly came apart when I told her we were going to fill it with dirt.  Oh, the horror of it all.


Mama Earth Day

Posted in Growing Things, Making a Difference on April 23, 2009 by Michelle Taylor

Guerilla Gardening and Earth Day Seed Bombing and Planting.




Growing and loving earth EVERY DAY!

Yard Therapy

Posted in Growing Things, Making Things on April 20, 2009 by Michelle Taylor

I’ve been feeling so sad and lost. I guess for everything there is a grieving process, even when the outcome looks hopeful. Today I woke up finally feeling the hopeful part. So I walked outside with my two sidekicks to do some weed pulling, path building, seed planting therapy.


Oh how I detest the proverbial feet shot but walking out my door today felt so much like a statement in a positive direction.

We planted flowers, started rows and fed the roses and lilacs.

We drank coffee on the porch, walked barefoot, with the sun so warm we shed our outer layers.


I got a dandelion bouquet from my best girl.


With the wormiest yard on the block, Autumn was so busy.


She grew back. Sometimes I’m so shocked to see something live through the winter.


My brick path is finally down. It’s tipsy, turvy and totally crooked – just like my fence, my yard, my rose bushes, my hair. I figure if it had come out straight, it would have looked weird in our yard.

Feeling somewhat back to normal but of course always a little crooked.

Living On the Edge

Posted in Growing Things on February 19, 2009 by Michelle Taylor

of the rain forest takes a certain fortitude and stamina.  Making it through February can take every ounce of imagination and summertime recall.  I know there are places that are certainly colder and snowier and way more desolate but here in the Pacific Northwest it is the lack of sun that starts to make you feel like you just might not make it through.  I think this is something that people who do not live here do not quite understand.


So today when the sun streamed, a robin appeared in my yard and I sat outside on my porch to read the mail, I could see hope on the horizon.  So much hope in fact, I moved dirt, purchased my first round of seeds and ecstatically watched the sun set through the greenbelt out my dining room window.

First Tomato

Posted in Autumn Wilder, Growing Things, Is it Dessert?, Nature Love, Photo Love on August 13, 2008 by Michelle Taylor