Spring has sprung...tout repousse!

Yep, that's me, covered in mud. I was working in the rain, doing a big transplant job spreading these huge, rustic perennials to another spot. I had a ball digging in the garden...playing hooky from my desk and computers, getting my hands dirty. It's what I do.

This passion of mine is what inspired the Seeds song, title song from my last album with Bet.e and Stef.

Here are the lyrics:

''Seeds'' 

(Music and  Lyrics : Provencher-Carreau-Atwill) 
©Les Éditions Bet.e and Stef Publishing ®All rights reserved 

You can't rush it blooms unfold in time 

No need to force it or to call it mine 

Sweet fruit of my toil creates a ripple effect 

With my hands in the soil what you sow's what you get 

I just planted a few seeds and my whole world started growing 

Such a humble deed and now it’s love we’re sowing 

I planted a few seeds and from a simple gesture 

Filled a common need and my neighbours came together 

Now there's nothing I need... 

Nothing that I can't create it's built into my heart 

For everything there is a season something to celebrate 

As if seeking shelter children gather round 

They want to be helpers proud of what they've found 

They tell their friends and bring them round to see 

And nature mends a new reality 

I just planted a few seeds and my whole world started growing 

Such a humble deed and now it’s love we’re sowing 

I planted a few seeds and from a simple gesture 

Filled a common need and my neighbours came together 

And now there's nothing I need... 

And my whole world started growing and my whole way got flowing 

And from a simple gesture my neighbours came together 

And now there’s nothing I need

 

You see, a few years ago, I moved into this raggedy neighbourhood. No one was taking care of the land around the building. It was a mess. Dandelions everywhere (sidebar: I know they're medicinal and great but they will take over if ya let' em and nothing else will be allowed to grow), garbage, cigarette butts, I mean, nobody cared.

So I looked around and thought: oh ya. Lemme fix this.

People thought I was a complete nutter, digging around in the rain, picking up garbage and sweeping the sidewalk. They couldn't understand why anyone would bother.

Fast-forward to a few years later: flowers everywhere, vegetables and berries, flowering vines creeping their way up the building. Now, waaay less garbage gets thrown around. People walking by do a stop'n'chat. They tell me how they love to see the garden come to life every year and congratulate me for the work I put in. Kids mill around, curious and helpful.

For a while there, people loved stealing the tomatoes and cucumbers. At first I didn't mind, but as word got around, I was lucky if I got one single tomato per summer, so...I planted kale instead! Nobody steals that. Hey, I'm all for sharing but with respect, right?

This year, I'm participating in a large community garden so tomatoes won't be a problem. I planted my organic seedlings and they've ALL sprouted. Now I've got over 60 plants! I'll spread this abundance amongst friends who'll also get to plant these tomatoes in their gardens.
And to think that just a couple of weeks ago, it was like this in one of my favorite forests...
Snow...but grass. It felt like hope. That's why I love this time of year. Everything starts over. And you know what? I'm ready! Ready for new songs, new creations, a new love...a whole new life. You hear that, Universe? I'm allowing for new, happy, abundant growth in my life...what are you wishing for in this new season?

1 comment

  • Pierre Bovo

    Pierre Bovo Deux-Montagnes

    Très beau ! Bravo !... :-)

    Très beau ! Bravo !... :-)

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