Between hopping from Tunisia to Germany and changing a year from odd to even I couldn’t find the patience to update my blog in a long while. This post about a Wuppertal garden has been sitting on my virtual hard drive since a few weeks. Now the time has come to let it sprout out into the wild and lay the foundation for new and exciting content of 2018. And sure there is some in the queue.
Gardens are not made by singing ‘Oh, how beautiful!’ and sitting in the shade.
― Rudyard Kipling
The same could be said about blogging. When I visited my hometown of Wuppertal in late October it was the time to find my friends during the preparation phase of persisting a small piece of rented land for the winter. As a visitor to this lovely garden I had no dedicated job but sitting in the sun and adjusting the volume and track of the sound system that kept everyone entertained every once in a while. The garden itself is very much like my friends. Pragmatic but dedicated. They planted loads of fruits, vegetables and beautiful flowers alike. Some of them suffered from severe parasite occupation. Obviously there is no harvest without sharing something with mother nature.
A Wuppertal garden of freedom and shared efforts
What I like about this garden is the freedom of mind it brings but also the shared effort that everyone makes to create this small example of self sustainability. The cabin is not yet refurbished and I felt tempted. However I can’t afford any long lasting projects right now since I got plenty of them in my backlog already. The pictures don’t show the hours and days they must have spend to create this place. I guess a garden is a project that never ends. With the change of seasons there is always new things to care about. I guess it’s satisfying to complete things step by step and see things grow.
Growing is a good keyword. The daughter of my friend is growing worms in the backyard of the garden. She is so happy to see the worms crawl and grows them in large batches in a sud of water and organic waste stuck between two tubs. A true earthworm paradise.
