'There's a spring that waits to be'
When the snow cracks beneath my feet and my car door has the certain thud, I wonder how flowers and vegetables will ever grow again.
Gardening is an act of faith. The Duluth Community Garden Program is having a fundraiser. (See page B1.) When they first contacted us, Budgeteer reporter Teri Cadeau and I thought maybe it was too early to be writing about gardens. After all, we're in the middle of the winter.
After Ash Wednesday services, I waddled with layers of clothing to my car, climbed in and sat on the stiff plastic seat and began to sing:
In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree ... In the cold and snow of winter there's a spring that waits to be ...
We had just sung "Hymn of Promise" by Natalie A. Sleeth during Ash Wednesday Service. "You are dust and stardust," the Rev. David Bard said as he placed ashes on parishioners.
At that moment, I knew I had made the right decision in running a story about gardening in the dead of winter. "Isn't it amazing that everything, whether a star, a human or a plant, comes from dust?" I thought.
Christians have moved out of Ordinary time and into the season of Lent. It's a time of reflection and being open to forgiving and forgiveness and healing. It's also a time to think about new life.
As I drove home on that bitter cold night, I had faith that though the ground was barren and it seems impossible that anything green should spring forth again, summer gardens will arrive.
Naomi Yaeger is the editor of the Duluth Budgeteer News. Contact her at email@example.com.