A Milestone For Me On Little Utah Farm

A Milestone For Me On Little Utah Farm.

Living on this Little Utah Farm, has been a great teacher. I have learned a lot about myself and life in these past 9 1/2 years.  Here is one such lesson.

I was born and raised in Southern California. I lived where the scent of roses filled the air and the green foliage, grasses, plants, trees, and mild weather thrived and continued all year long. I remember putting seeds or a new plant in the ground and it would thrive. We could plant most all year through.

When we moved to Utah we entered into a whole different world of  landscapes and we met with the 4 seasons. My garden and the surrounding land were barren and brown to this California Girl. A Green Deficit sent me into a flurry of collecting artificial trees and flowers. It was the best idea I could come up with besides patience.

It took quite a few years, but I came to see the spiritual beauty in the 4 seasons, I began to feel the changes deep in my soul.  There was meaning to the Colors and waning of Autumn, the white stillness of winter, the awakening of spring, and the flourishing of summer.

The garden on Little Utah Farm is flourishing. 

Yesterday, I went into the shed to get a weeding tool and my eye caught a dusty old artificial pine tree in the corner. I laughed out loud at my old feeling of panic and the Green Deficit as my garden and the surrounding land is now bursting with all the goodness summer can hold. What was once a life savor for my sorrow was now ready for the trash.

I lifted the top section of the tree and then the base and carried it out to the trash. I thought and wondered how could I ever think this would substitute for the beauty and splendor my garden has shown me.  I put the lid down on the trash can and a big smile sprouted on my face as I brushed the dirt and dust from my hands. This is indeed a milestone, real growth for me as I continue to learn on Little Utah Farm.



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Deborah Moon Moen
from Little Utah Farm