Wednesday Vignette – waves

Saturday was a good day in our little bubble. The August birthdays of myself and my best beloved fall within three days of each other. Normally we would have taken a much longer time out to celebrate, but of course this year is not normal. Instead, we packed our masks and a picnic, and took a quick day trip to our favorite beach. We climbed one of the many rock formations, and sat for a long while and watched the waves break. It’s powerful, awe-inspiring, and oddly peaceful to follow the noisy, continuous heaving of the water, over and over and over again. Safe on our rock, with the entire world around us in constant, never ending motion.


Being back home again to our normal turf, made me appreciate our day away even more. There are waves here at home too. I try my best to escape and hide in the stillness of the garden, but very close to my green oasis, the tent city on the nearby freeway exit is growing, as the days go by, and people with rolled up sleeping bags collect cans to survive. As soon as I glance at my phone, the ebb tide flow of newsflashes and scandals crash over my head, and I get sucked into the vortex of violence, poverty, and hate that is the world outside.  “Don’t look at your phone, dummy”, I can hear you say. Weirdly, I feel like I have to. Like a shipwrecked clinging to flotsam, I feel an urgent need to follow along in the tidal wave of tangled information and disinformation, lest I lose my grip on reality and will never again be able to retrieve it. I don’t dare to let go – too much is at stake. It’s funny how the fluid waves of the ocean has the capacity to still both mind and heart, while the murky ripples of our collective swamp can be so completely unnerving and disconcerting. This week is only two days old, but my heart is already in my throat. How about you? How do you keep going?

About annamadeit

I was born and raised in Sweden, By now, I have lived almost as long in the United States. The path I’ve taken has been long and varied, and has given me a philosophical approach to life. I may joke that I’m a sybarite, but the truth is, I find joy and luxury in life’s simple things as well. My outlook on life has roots in a culture rich in history and tradition, and I care a great deal about environmental stewardship. Aesthetically, while drawn to the visually clean, functional practicality and sustainable solutions that are the hallmarks of modern Scandinavia, I also have a deep appreciation for the raw, the weathered, and the worn - materials that tell a story. To me, contrast, counterpoint, and diversity are what makes life interesting and engaging. Color has always informed everything I do. I’m a functional tetrachromat, and a hopeless plantoholic. I was originally trained as an architect working mostly on interiors, but soon ventured outside - into garden design. It’s that contrast thing again… An interior adrift from its exterior, is like a yin without a yang. My firm conviction that everything is connected gets me in trouble time and time again. The world is a big place, and full of marvelous distractions, and offers plentiful opportunities for inquiry and exploration. I started writing to quell my constant queries, explore my discoveries, and nurture my curiosity. The Creative Flux was started in 2010, and became a catch-all for all kinds of intersecting interests. The start of Flutter & Hum at the end of 2013 marks my descent into plant nerd revelry. I occasionally contribute to other blogs, but those two are my main ones. For sure, topics are all over the map, but then again - so am I! Welcome to my blogs!
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11 Responses to Wednesday Vignette – waves

  1. We take trips like you and enjoy the garden, although our seas have not been as soothing as yours lately 🙂

  2. Tina says:

    “Don’t look at your phone, dummy” should be our mantra, these days. I’m glad you enjoyed your birthdays and what a lovely place to go. It’s important to remain grounded, to seek solace, to be proactive, to be an instrument of change. Thanks for hosting and here’s my WV:

    • annamadeit says:

      Thanks, Tina. Of course you’re right. It’s just way to easy to get overwhelmed by all the misery and lack of compassion out there. And yet, a certain amount of overwhelming is probably what it takes to change it. Hang in there, friend.

  3. It’s so hard Anna…to keep the faith that all will be normal again some day. Of course there are no guarantees, and that’s the scariest thought of all.

    My WV:

    • annamadeit says:

      Indeed. Other than the ongoing and ignored climate upheaval, it’s that ferocious cult behavior that scares me the most. And all the crazy conspiracy theorists. Which are one and the same, I suppose. Good thing there is still some beauty here and there, to turn to for some solace and escape.

  4. Happy Belated Birthday to you! Mine was last weekend as well. I couldn’t get away so I treated myself to a nursery trip. Thank heavens for our gardens during these times.

  5. krispeterson100 says:

    I feel very much the same, Anna. My husband has more dramatically cut his consumption of the news, although he’s by no means burying his head in the sand. I consume more of it than I think is healthy sometimes, because I have a sense of needing to remain aware of what’s being said, in order to counteract misinformation whenever I can, following the old “forewarned is fore-armed” motto. But I have trimmed the volume of the input I take in and won’t give sources that don’t even attempt to balance their reporting any of my time. Usually by mid-afternoon, even though it’s been hot and sticky here, I find myself in the garden, pulling weeds or snapping photos. It calms me, even if it changes nothing. Here’s my WV:

    • annamadeit says:

      I know exactly what you mean, Kris. Hang in there. Even if the only thing our yard work changes is our ability to handle life right now, it’s a good thing. It gives us strength.

  6. hb says:

    I’ve been doing same, avoidance and depending on the garden for calm and soothing. At times remembering my Granny survived four years of German occupation in WWI, and her father who survived that _plus_ four years of Nazi occupation in WWII, when he was in his 90’s. I wish I could have met him. He must have had real strength.

    Happy belated b-day! Your day sounds like it was a special one.

    • annamadeit says:

      Thanks, hb – it was a very nice day! 🙂

      I just read a book about a Polish refugee who was helped by my mother’s family after WWII (written by his granddaughter, with some help from my mom and her brothers). It was an absolutely fascinating story, with so much hardship and determination, it puts most of us to shame. Inspirational, for sure. About the current condition, if we all vote, and manage to avoid having our voting rights suppressed (which might be more difficult than it sounds in some states) we should be able to turn this train wreck around. Hang in there. And yes, thank heavens for our gardens, huh?

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