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Finding My Medium

The first time I wrote the title “Finding My Medium” it was more than a year ago. I remember the moment specifically. I was planning my garden thinking about colors and textures, and whether I would have points of interest in each part of the garden during all four seasons. I was thinking about which plants would add structure to the design and prevent the garden from looking too wild. How would I incorporate beauty into utility?





In the weeks before that moment the idea of creativity had been on my mind. I hadn’t been feeling creative. I used to draw. I used to paint. Where was that part of me? I’d sat down with an old sketchbook several times and had found it entirely unsatisfying. I wasn’t good, but there was a time when the process was enough to fulfill me. It wasn’t that long ago.

As I sat and planned my garden, I had a fortunate moment of familiarity. I recognized that feeling I had been longing for. It was how I used to feel sketching, painting, and carving. I hadn’t stopped being creative; I had found a new canvas in my garden.


Spring 2018

Today, my garden is nowhere near what I expected during that planning storm 14 months ago. I thought the 600+ seeds I had lovingly planted and watered under artificial light would result in a full garden. This year, 2020, would be spent primarily filling in the gaps and refining my plans. If you look at my backyard today it is most accurately described as a sea of grass. I planted hundreds of seedlings last year (though nothing near the 600 I started). It looks like an overgrown lawn with a pathway in it. Of course, it will look much fuller in the summer, but I would’ve been heartbroken last year if I had known. I feel far from heartbroken today. My overgrown lawn is beautiful, and I have so much canvas left!



Summer 2019

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