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My love of gardening is a major therapy in my life. I have had many injuries from fractious horses and one automobile accident that rendered me permanently disabled at age 33. Talk about a hard pill to swallow! I have sustained injury to every level of my spine—and had eight back surgeries. Chronic pain accompanies me all the time, but planting things and seeing them grow to fruition takes me a long way. I forget about the old body when I’m gardening and get lost in the moment, even if for just a few minutes each day.
I heartily encourage everyone with any kind of problem, be it physical or mental, to get out in the sun and fresh air and grow some-thing, be it one pot or a lovely raised bed. Without this, I doubt I could exist. When I hear the birds chirping, see the kittens play all around me, and get my hands dirty planting a tiny seed, I am fulfilled. When I see a gorgeous flower give of its beauty from a bulb I planted in Autumn, I am elated. It is well worth the pain I experienced kneeling down to plant it. (Mind you, I always make sure there is something sturdy close by so I can get back up!)
The old Chinese adage, “He who plants a garden, plants happiness,” couldn’t be more true for me.
By Mo Pascoe-Hoyal of Dry Prong, LA.
Thank you so much for putting my piece into print again, in your online version of GreenPrints, I remain grateful. To update, however, I can no longer go outside to do any kind of gardening, but I do have a few flowers pots on the back porch railings and a long planter that is making lovely green beans. My mainstay now are 6 hydroponics units all growing happily in my office and kitchen. We garden nutters do have to find ways of continued growing, and hydroponics has saved my life! I can still produce some yummy things for stir fries and the like from right inside the house!