I took a break from school today. Or, I made a power point presentation for tomorrow this morning. But then I went to the market-garden and bought soil, seeds and plants, just like last year, and then I spent almost all day outside in the gazebo replanting all of our pot plants and the newly obtained herbs. The sun was shining and it was so warm that I could sit there, with soil all the way up to my elbows, in a sleeveless tunic and knee-long tights. It’s so nice, to get my hands dirty, to actually do something with them, sit on the floor, barefoot, and shovel soil into pots. Getting grief edges on my nails. (Grief edges as in the Swedish word sorgkanter. Probably the most poetic term for dirt under your nails in any language.)
And the result was amazing. It is still too cold to let the plants stay overnight in the gazebo, but soon, we’ll have an entire little jungle in there. Just you wait. I’m going to do an internship in the city during the first half of the summer, so I’m not going anywhere. I’m so looking forward to June.
Or just May. When the course is done and I’ll be allowed to sleep again.
Katja Malmborg 