Sara Hand

I discovered these black and yellow bugs all over my bushes out front. The bugs are back and I’m excited! Not that kind of “I just saw a mouse or such” freaked out excitement, but overjoyed at their presence.

I had shared with you my secret…how I had desired my own version of Sunken Gardens.

I was fostering this lush, somewhat native landscape that would attract a multitude of wildlife, including birds and butterflies. I planted a harmonious blend of foliage, and relished my emerging paradise…only to discover that insects had devoured the plants in my front planter down to the ugly stems. Very unhappy with the quite unattractive view I now had to share with all my neighbors, I had pride-fully gone to Wal-Mart to pick up an extremely toxic beverage, and had celebrated as each of those bugs had fallen dead to the ground.

Who knew what I was thinking. Except that several weeks later at a butterfly event at Sunken Gardens, it hit me…black and yellow caterpillars make great butterflies. My garden has prospered over the last couple years, and we get some great and somewhat rarer butterflies…but it wasn’t until just recently that the caterpillars returned. There are not near as many as there were the first time.

However….I am careful not to disturb them, even when I am watering. Hopefully, they will enjoy eating the bushes out front. I am just excited that sometimes in life, you get more than one chance to appreciate the beauty of transformation.

I have always had a thing for plants. There is something therapeutic about the process of working and growing things. A number of years ago I realized that not only do flowers bloom according to seasons, but so do weeds. Right now we have the long and slender stemmed yellow flowered weed. The leaves are somewhat fuzzy like a Gerber daisy and they pull out of the ground fairly easily when you get tired of the disruption to your golf course green. Next comes a similar purple flower with a tall slender stalk.

The leaves are quite different, much narrower, and prolific and stand up higher; but again these pull out fairly easily and make great bouquets for small children wanting to please their mother.

”So what,” you are wondering. I just reach over and pull the weeds out, it isn’t a big deal. However, all weeds are not created equal! After these come another much closer to the ground. They look like small roses, tolerate extreme heat and little rain, thriving even when all the grass has given up. Just try just pulling these out…good luck. Just as there are seasons in the plant world, so there are seasons in my life. As much as I work towards life balance, there are periods of time when there will be an abundance of opportunities.

When we moved into our new house several years ago we chose to clear the back portion of our property ourselves wanting to create a lush Florida friendly yard…our version of Sunken Gardens.

The first year I had mixed results. We had these beautiful lavender flowers on a stalk that somewhat resembled a sunflower. Going for the natural look, I left them excited about the beauty that was already available on my developing sanctuary. However when the black and yellow caterpillars began to strip my “snow on the mountain” down to bare stems, I have to say I wasn’t near as tolerant, spraying them with incredibly toxic substances and celebrating as they dropped off.

The funny thing is that the lavender flowers turned into these horrible stickers. (Have you ever just wanted to throw the clothes away rather than face the tedious chore of trying to get those things off?) And the bugs that I eliminated were the larvae for the butterflies I had wanted to attract. I had gotten so caught up in the ugliness of stripped plants; I had eliminated my opportunities to see the beauty that could have come.

The funny thing about weeds is that what one person might consider a weed, another person might plant. And where some gardeners hate and spray for insects others plant to attract them. Yet what defines something as prized or rejected is not necessarily the thing itself, but the viewer.

In my soul there has been a stirring. There is change coming. I don’t even have to look for my shadow to know that the winter will soon be over. Just as March may come in “like a lion,” it will go out “like a lamb.” Spring will be here soon, and there are preparations to be made.

Spring isn’t just a “new” season because it is next in line. Spring is a season of newness. From the green beginning to push its way up from the snowy ground, to the ducklings that will soon waddle to the water, and the newborns that will soon stand on wobbly legs; spring is a time of new birth. It is a time when new things, within the proper conditions, can take root and achieve rapid growth.

As individuals, we start what is called “spring cleaning.” We empty closets and drawers and garages. We wash windows and floors, and clean areas we haven’t seen since this time last year. Is this searching for dust bunnies a hygienic fetish or does it mean more?

The seasons in our lives our influenced by the way we transition between them. Especially spring! For the new growth to come forth there must have been pruning away of the old growth. This allows plants to focus all their reproductive energy on bringing forth life rather than simply maintaining it. This is a time to plant, with the size and the quality of a harvest sometimes drastically affected by only days between when seed is sown.

Cleaning our “house” physically and spiritually is like the pruning. It makes way for the new growth in our lives. Whether you are cleaning out your home office or changing out some outdated attitudes, sometimes “cleaning” projects can look so big that getting started can be overwhelming. Rome wasn’t built in a day; don’t try to change everything in one day.

• Instead of trying to tackle a huge project all at once, break projects down into tasks of a manageable size.

• Working in increments of 15-30 minutes at a time, begin working on identified tasks.

• Most importantly…measure how far you have come, rather than how far you have to go.

In the last couple weeks we have had a “few cold” days in Florida. In some ways it was kind of nice to have a fire in the fireplace, and to be able to wear my leather jacket and the couple of warm sweaters that I own. However, despite the fact the people still looked fairly normal…strangely garbed shapes began to appear…some in florals and others in stripes and solids.

“Chickens”…”wimps” our northern friends think! Yet apprehension mounts as reports of near freezing temperatures circulate and our vegetation takes the covers…literally.

Several years ago I made a major change professionally. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy what I did, simply that there was something I wanted to do more. So I moved from my comfortable spot inside with more than adequate lighting and regular watering into the big outdoors. As I began to put out new roots without the confines of my former planter…it was scary. Used to a regular watering schedule and climate controlled comfort, a few of my leaves yellowed and dropped off.

Interesting that what fits in a lovely little pot on a windowsill in New York (like a pencil cactus) may grow 10 feet tall in my yard! In contrast to that, some gorgeous foliage (like hostas) won’t survive outside down here, regardless of the coaxing.

After about two years, I love where I am at in my life. I help people make changes. I help them see that there are more choices than they thought. I watch people and businesses grow and thrive and am thankful to be a part of their process. I look at my life and see the changes that I have made and can’t imagine going back. Am I done growing? Not even close in this climate.

**This post appeared several years ago in my Joy Beyond Freedom newsletter and I believe is even more relevant today! STAY TUNED for more “Climate and Growth News.”

Every so often I really am tempted to have someone just take care of the yard for me. (That does not mean that everyone reading this with a landscape business should call me.) Because, if someone else took care of it, I would miss out on all the important stuff I am supposed to learn through the experience of getting out there. For those who have received my newsletter in the past, you have read about butterflies, weeds, micro-climates and a host of other yard related topics. Well this week it’s about potato vine or kudzu. Let me explain what I mean.

Looks beautiful!

A number of years ago we built a new house on a wooded lot, a heavily wooded, previously un-cleared or ever mowed au-natural lot. This gave us a head start on that Florida landscape, that Sunken Gardens’ look that I love. It also gave us some interesting plants…like potato vine. If you are unsure what this is, think of driving on I-75 and those beautiful vines that fill the wooded sides of the road. That is what the back third of our lot looked like, with some beautiful native plants that we wanted to keep and some palmettos and palms…so we cleared this by hand.

This week working in my backyard, I realized that it is just like some of the other areas of my life. I may have been eating well, exercising, and taking my supplements or maybe I have been pursuing personal development by reading or maybe I have made a commitment to manage my finances more diligently and have been more careful in my spending. However, maintaining these habits is more than 21 days to a different life. 21 days is a start, but real lifelong development of behavior means periodically checking in to make sure that there are no little pieces of that old weedy behavior trying to rear its ugly head.

Looks can be deceiving…

I am still clearing by hand! Now it isn’t what it was. But I still have to be diligent, I still have to get out there and rescue the palmettos from this lovely, encroaching, invasive vine that would take over the world if there were not people like me. Although this vine has less of a hold on my yard year after year, like my life and the things that are important to me…auto pilot is not an option. Have you checked in lately to see how your garden is doing?