Both my grandfathers planted their gardens on Good Friday. We’ve adopted this tradition as well. And while it’s a good practice to wait until Good Friday because all danger of frost has past, we’ve discovered another significance.
We talk about Easter. We pour that fresh soil into a flower bed. And a little finger makes a little hole for a sunflower seed. It’s then that we talk about Jesus. About the tomb and how it was closed up. Sometimes we talk about how dark it must have been in there. How the disciples must have felt on that Friday. And we talk about the seeds and how we place them down in the hole, in the darkness.
Then, on that same afternoon as the planting, a youngest boy stops and he asks. He asks, “Where is my tree?” (Back when Middle Girl was born, we planted a maple tree. She was less than a month old and the tree was nothing but a tiny stick. Today, it is taller than her and we are very familiar with all the seasons of her backyard maple.)
And he chooses the tall pine tree next to the playhouse. I ask why he chose that one. “Because it is big and tall,” he says. Yes, and you are growing big and tall too, I say. And he is. Rather quickly.
The anticipation of growing seeds and other gifts of Easter…
- Just simple little patches of growing things. Just enough to enjoy.
- Littlest Girl’s sunflower garden.
- A daisy patch relocated out of the mower’s path.
- Middle Girl’s squash and cucumber.
- Lil’ Buddy’s basil and pretty patch of grass from Sunday School.
- Zinnias, black-eyed susan.
- Containers of red geraniums and lime-green sweet potato vine.
- Maybe your children would like to choose a tree and study it? You can download a free tree study journal page at Handbook of Nature Study.
- April is National Garden Month!
- Plus, Handbook of Nature Study also has a Garden Flower and Plant ebook to keep you going on your garden studies.
How does your garden grow?