Finding hope... and my familiar
I've been struggling emotionally lately with perimenopause making it so much worse. Overwhelmed by all the garden projects I've decided I MUST DO this year. Then I went out to water the seedlings sitting in my raised garden bed that I haven't had the mental energy to actually plant and found this little soul.
Seeing that my crappy garden was still worthwhile.... that my organic veggie garden methods matter... that little Stanley choose MY garden has been the best medicine! Yes I named him Stanley.
I'm thinking frogs are my familiar. I would never have guessed frogs, but we live nowhere near a pond or permanent water source. This neighborhood is all new construction (4 years old) with no mature trees.
I truly believe Stanley is a gift from Nature to remind me that not everything we do has to be epic in scale. Little things matter!