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essay on Nature inspires me​

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I collect the eggshells left over from breakfast and walk to the compost bin.  There is no room in the bin for the shells so I take it all outside to our larger compost receptacle.  Broad, green leaves cascading out of the bin greet me:  pumpkins are growing from seeds placed in the compost long ago.  What varietal will they be? We assume it will be some strange hybrid pumpkin, not great for eating but a fun surprise to track nonetheless.  The seeds are not bothered by such questions; they decided it was time to grow, so they did just that.

This spring, I began working on a farm, exposing myself to revealing, intimate moments with the natural world that I had not anticipated.  Every morning, I feed and collect eggs from the chickens, and every evening I stroll through the greenhouse, watering seedlings and listening to the quiet hiss of the drip-tape.  I’m in awe of the magic that occurs daily, regular reminders of wondrous natural phenomena that operate to their own rhythm, well outside human invention.  Nature constantly signals, sending out messages. It tells a chicken it is warm enough to lay more eggs and encourages a seedling to burst through the soil.  

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