JUNE 24, 2011

 oh geneva. how quickly familiar you become and how much i remember that you are part of me.

the sight of everything being so green. and the colorful flowers, oh my.

the smell of the cave.

the sound of the bus.

the taste of a buttery croissant.

the movement of the train.

this past week was spent doing exactly what i wanted to do. picking up long-time favorites at migros at savoring their every bite. spending time talking with my dad. late evening walks through the suisse fields and vineyards. a day trip to murten, a city with inexplicable charm. visits to a near by farm, that made my heart go pitter-patter at the site of chickens, raspberry bushes, bees and rows of delicious veggies. a walk through the vielle ville, which brought back memories of when andreas and i first started dating.

now, i am waiting for andreas to come join me in this city that i love.

JUNE 11, 2011

it is that time of year when everything is green and full of promise in my garden. young leaves are growing by the day, newly mixed compost and soil is fluffy and soft to the touch, tender buds are forming in hopes of becoming this season’s veggies.

with this being my second season in the garden, i am finding myself more at ease. i am not running inside every hour looking up if it’s okay for basil to flower or how much sun my tomatoes need. i have already spent countless hours weeding and in the end find it gratifying to see a clean bed of veggies. of course, there have already been battles lost. the squirrels discovered my strawberry patch early this year, A ran over my lily of the valley with the mower, and i over-fertilizer my first rose bush. but as with anything i must accept the losses and move on.

this year i am also finding my time in the garden healing. at times, my infertility has made me feel that i am unable to create anything – as hard as i may try it doesn’t work. but when i walk into my garden it is different. it is magical to see the new sprouts poking through the ground. after all the worrying, planning, planting, and watering something worked. i grew something. it’s a nice reminder that the process can work and does. maybe even for me one day.