In the flat, howling North Country, one feels the need to mark and acknowledge little victories - like another brutish February survived. To help make it through, five weeks ago Eleanor and I built a terrarium in a Coke bottle. Together, we added soil to a small layer of pebble scree, then a pinch of Alyssum ("carpet of snow") seeds. We corked the top to seal the ecosystem up (it has its own self-sustaining water cycle!) and placed the bottle on Eleanor's South-facing window sill.
Each morning since, after peeling the curtains open, I've been able to enjoy a ritualistic check-in of our world-in-reduction and scope what progress has been made. Since there are no animals and only a few Alyssum plantlets in there, this has been a minimalist, zen-like activity. Still, each morning, I've looked into that sunlit bottle and seen a little piece of paradise & a glimmer of Spring's funky promise. So thank you, terrarium. Thank you for your slow, green ways.
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