Easter weekend is already around the corner… and honestly, I’m not even done with the last one.
You know that feeling when time just keeps moving, but you’re still somewhere back there, trying to catch up? That’s me right now. I don’t feel ready to jump into another “weekend mode,” another set of plans, another shift in rhythm. I’d gladly press pause.
So instead of thinking ahead, I’m staying here for a moment.
I woke up a little overwhelmed today. Not in a vague, unexplainable way, but with a very real reason: a Zoom call at 10am. It’s funny how something so small can sit there in the background and shape the whole morning.
So from 9 to almost 10, I escaped outside.
Not for a walk — I didn’t have the energy for that. I just went into the garden.
I stood by my raised beds, looking at them. In the past few days, I finally finished weeding them (a task that always feels bigger than it should), added a layer of compost, and covered everything with wood chips. It’s one of those jobs that leaves you tired but satisfied — like something is quietly falling into place.
The next step will be the paths between the beds. I want to add pine bark mulch there, just to make it feel more finished, more intentional.
And then there’s my little experiment.
I sowed pak choi (or bok choy?) outside in the raised bed, but covered it. I don’t even know the proper name for what I built… a mini greenhouse? A cold frame?
I stacked an extra pallet collar on top and placed an old tractor glass on it. Very high-tech 😄
But it works.
The pak choi is already up, tiny and hopeful, clearly ready to grow.
This morning, though… everything was covered in frost. The glass, the edges, that sharp cold that doesn’t feel forgiving at all. I had that moment of doubt — maybe this was too early, maybe they won’t make it.
But they’re fine.
Completely fine.
Sometimes things are stronger than I expect.
And then — something completely different, but just as grounding.
My mom arrived.
A five-hour journey, two buses, just to come and help me with the curtains. I didn’t even ask this time. I had mentioned it before Christmas, but then I said I’d deal with it later.
Apparently, “later” became “before Easter” in her mind.
And she just came.
It’s such a simple thing, but also not simple at all.
Still not ready for the weekend.
Ilze
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I’m so glad you had some time in your garden, Ilze, and how lovely that your mom made the trip down to visit. I hope you have a lovely Easter, even if it’s small and quiet 🙂
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Thank you, Jean! I hope you also have a lovely Easter!
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The garden is a perfect place to be when you feel overwhelmed. Enjoy the time with your mom and have a blessed Easter.
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Thank you!
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Yay for your mum! Give her a hug for me, Ilze, precious! An old saying states that Time is the fire in which we burn. Still true.
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She rack all the leaves around the garden, I bet noone raked here for past 40 years.
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Wow, she’s ambitious too! ☺️
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She is wonderful – hard working – never asking for anytjing 🙂 She is alone, cause “don’t want to wash someones socks” 🙂
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Wonderful. 😍 I wash my own socks these days, single living is good!
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She says the same – single living is perfect 🙂 I don’t thing so, but maybe because I have kids… Will see 🙂
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For me it was the divorces that brought about my need for my own space and in time I developed a real love for this lifestyle. I see other men on Instagram who after divorce are also finding out how peaceful a lifestyle this is. Sometimes I wish I’d have known this when I was young.
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Oh, methinks mothers know when daughters might benefit from their presence . . . whatever ‘official’ reason! Enjoy!! Glad to see you gardening – make things grow and blossom and bloom outside – you are a ‘neatnik’ putting it all together like this! Coming from so-called ‘Australasia’ in the Antipodes am quite surprised that our beloved bok choi and pak choi have reached NE Europe 🙂 ! I love to eat both and they ARE healthy as well as tasty! Anyways, it is Good Friday morning here and I am sending it onto you . . . hope it is a fine day . . . so > ENJOY! That is an order, Ma’am!!!
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I need to check what is the difference between Pak Choi and Bak Choi… I thouth they are the same!
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Such a timely visit from your Mom
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Good timing for sure!
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A timely visit from your Mom
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Hoping you’re improving. How lovely that your mum just came all that
way! and fingers crossed that the seedlings survive . . . x
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Thank you! I hope the seedlings will survive!
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Moms are wonderful – yours sounds like a real angel too. Even if you have very low-key celebrations, enjoy the time with your family 🙂
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Mans darzs Latvija vienmer bija kur vareju atrast mieru.. Novelu visai gimenei Priecigas Lieldienas! Lai uzjautrinatu omu katru Aprili man vecmammina man skaitija pantinu April April kakis aped brill. Mums majas nebija kakis bet es varu iedomaties ja butu es skrietu sim pakal visu dienu lai redzetu vai vins tiesam aped brilles.
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🙂 Mums ir kaķis, bet viņš brilles neād 🙂 Priecīgas lieldienas.
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