Nature’s Nurturer


Photo: V. Slotto David's veggie garden last year

Photo: V. Slotto
David’s veggie garden last year

Nature’s Nurturer

It begins toward the middle of March, while we are still in snowbird-land. He drags out the bag of potting soil, his seed-starting paraphernalia and tiny heirloom seeds he’s ordered from catalogue. I cringe, knowing what I will face in the kitchen when the sowing is done.

That’s the shower in the guest room becomes a greenhouse, with the help of sunlight from the Solartube™ and a grow light. Several times a day, I find him there on hands and knees, watering, fertilizing and watching. It takes only few days till he beckons me to come and see tiny sprouts, emerging from the moist soil. In a few weeks, the first transplant occurs, giving them room for roots to emerge. Within a month, another transplant and then shorts spurts of outdoor acclimation and desert sunshine.

By the first week of May, our migration north sees the passenger seat of his car sporting plants that are already 2-4 feet tall. I follow him in my larger vehicle, the dogs sleeping in their crate in the back, waiting for him to be pulled over on suspicion of transporting pot. Upon arrival in Reno, sub-zero weather at nighttime prevails, so the routine of acclimatizing begins anew. As soon as the snow is “off of Peavine,” as Reno wisdom dictates, they are placed in their newly mulched and soil-amended raised flower bed. Going forward the day begins with watering and attentive care until at last

water, summer sun
engender fruit of labor
harvesting begins

Gayle is our hostess today for dVerse Open Link Night where we can post a poem of any topic and form.

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Photo: D. Slotto

Photo: V.Slotto

Photo: V.Slotto

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17 thoughts on “Nature’s Nurturer

  1. Sean Michael says:

    That tomato looks delicious. This poem captured his attentiveness and passion for gardening and yet it was about more than gardening for me. It would be good if I could be so attentive in my own life, planting the soil and carefully attending the seed of my endeavors until finally fruition. Nice story telling here.

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  2. Oh man, that tomato is killing me! Nice job with the haibun.

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  3. Such an engaging slice of your life with your gardener! My childhood was filled with trays of seedlings and cuttings and avocado stone suspended in jam jars…all over the house, in the most unexpected of places. My parents are avid, avid gardeners! Plus tomatoes, tomatoes, everywhere. My childhood was very different to my friends’ and I loved it.

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  4. lynn__ says:

    All those delicious tomatoes are the sweet reward for the tender nurturer (and his patient partner)!

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  5. bkmackenzie says:

    Wonderful so good to be a snowbird to take what you love from state to state with you with all the time you need to nurture what you love….your husband sounds so dedicated to his plants…bkm

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  6. scotthastiepoet says:

    Not sure about tomatoes in my heart – La! La! But nature’s nature is a poetic notion in itself… Lovely Victoria

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  7. scotthastiepoet says:

    Not sure about tomatoes in my heart – La! La! But Nature’s nurturer is a poetic notion in itself – lovely Victoria…

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  8. Your tomatoes have my heart. ❤️

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  9. Love this soo much ❤ those tomatoes signify the passion that goes into harvesting them 🙂 Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  10. So much passion and work going into those little gems… And yes I’m envious… Most of the year’s our tomatoes never ripen… (bit green tomato jam is not bad either)

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  11. maria says:

    Yum, yum… let the harvesting begin. 😀

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  12. I’m not muchg of a gardener, but love plants of all kinds and especially summer fruits and veggies. This is a beautiful description of the commitment it takes to harvest – plants or anything else.

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  13. kanzensakura says:

    What a beautiful garden and what beautiful tomatoes! So much love goes into that garden and you get to witness it. The haiku is a resplendent flow from the prose. love it all.

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  14. Victoria, I love how your haiku flows beautifully from your prose. The attention to detail that you outline here is just astounding. I bet you have a most bounty harvest. Your poetry reflects that as well. I guess how we do one thing is how we do everything! Beautiful.

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  15. K. McGee says:

    I’m insanely jealous! What beautiful tomatoes. I had to laugh, because one of our spare bedrooms also houses our seed starting station for our vegetable garden. However, I have switched to an outdoor container garden instead of the raised beds. My aging back can’t take all the bending and weeding anymore. Seed catalogues are my magazines of choice. 😉

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  16. Bodhirose says:

    Oh my goodness, Victoria! Your husband is so dedicated to his craft and I see it pays off big time…what gorgeous tomatoes! I love when I cut into a tomato and it looks like your top photo. My sister and her partner are prolific tomato growers too…they live in Kansas. They’ve done the heirloom varieties too. Enjoyed your haibun…thank you!

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  17. Imelda says:

    No wonder your garden is awesome and your tomatoes luscious.

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