[my photo: Remnants of Summer grapes lingered into Winter.]
Pruning the grapevines, through sunset, into dark. Finishing because there’s no more light to distinguish the dark grey vine bark from the shadows.
It all connects me back to my dad. The way he made use of that time of the day.
Pruning for fruit growth next year. Pruning for shape, for future direction.
Working on something right now, that you will only see the desired results for in six months’ time, or longer.
Yes there is a result right now. Clearing off the wood that has gone to sleep. Neatening the plant back to it’s strongest branches.
But it’s really all about that planning ahead. Where do you want it to be, next year, the year after that? Shaping with a future direction in mind. Not a specific goal so much as, assisting it into a better framework of future.
And isn’t that what we want with our own life? Making little adjustments now, a trim here, leave that little growth there to strengthen and bloom. I like to think that is what I only ever try to do with myself.
Yet in total honesty, mistakes are made. We cut off too much over here, we let that dead wood linger over there, we become “straggly” and misshapen. And then it takes some hard decisions, some drastic changes, to put ourselves back on the track that we really want.
Hey, that’s okay.
We all need to learn how best to care for ourselves.
And at some point, many of us will be very happy with what we see has, and continues to, grow.
But it is not “All or Nothing”. There is space to be happy with the growth over here, while still working out how best to deal with that branch over there.
Seasons come and go.
They always have and will continue to do so, for everyone. What remains important is this living thing that you look after.
Your core, what and who you choose to be.
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