Daydreaming. It’s one of those pastimes, like puttering in the garden, that we have lost in the rush to busyness.
When you started shifting your home landscape to a lovable, low-care Elderyard®, I hope you included spaces for wandering slowly or sitting dreamily. The Spanish word for sitting is sentado. Somehow the word captures the muse better than English.
To my mind, sentado in the garden is done at a slower pace.
You start wandering along the walk, drifting from plant to plant, until you end up with a handful of shrunken and desiccated blooms that you’ve dead-headed from plants as you moved past. You stop to place the flowers in a ceramic pot in which you collect weeds and trimmings for the compost. And since the pot rests next to your favorite bench, you sit and daydream for a while.
Daydreaming in the garden is particularly good for your brain and memory.
Do you have a special sitting and dreaming spot in your Elderyard®? Or maybe you have more than one. Here’s a bit about two of mine.
This morning I was up at 5:30 to start the soaker hoses in the few parts of the garden that need water. The temperature is likely to read 100 degrees today. Whew!
One great resting spot is the screened porch. Even before the day lightens, it’s a perfect location for bird sounds.
First, the hummingbirds start to stir. I can hear their chipping talk as they work their way along the hedge of Mexican oregano blossoms down to the nocturnal yucca, which has been opening a few of its upright bells daily for over a month. Then the cardinals sound an alert near the feeder. The neighbor’s cat must have come to visit.
I can’t see them yet, but two mockingbirds are swooping and chasing each other in a fake fight over the ripening fruit of the Texas persimmons. Here I sit with eyes closed and let my brain do its exercises, noticing the sounds, connecting them with memories and stored knowledge.
Too, I love being up before the day heats to shimmering,
walking on the solid flagstone paths and catching small hints of fragrance from different plants. The tiny bit of breeze comes when the cooler air near the water is pushed around by air from the top of the hill. That topside air catches the sun earlier and starts to move as it warms.
Pausing on a big upside-down pot under the arbor, I can smell damianita, autumn sage, creeping germander, and oregano. While these fragrances are much stronger once sunlight hits the plants and evaporates their essential oils, it’s such pleasure to sit here and relax deeply into breathing. I let those subtle aromas touch the nerves in my nose, and the brain lights up. Yes!, it says. I recognize that fragrance!
And after a while, it’s time to wake out of daydreaming and make a cup of tea to get the practical business of the day started.
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